Anna nodded, blinking back tears. "Yes," she murmured. "We're here now."
She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself, but the sight of the crash site, the knowledge of what Mo Xing had been through, made her heart ache in a way she hadn't expected. She closed her eyes, letting the tears fall freely now, feeling the cool breeze on her skin, the gentle touch of Fang Bin's hand.
For a long moment, she stayed there, kneeling on the ground, letting herself feel the weight of everything that had happened. She could feel the sadness, the grief, but also a deep sense of gratitude—gratitude that he had survived, that they had found each other again, that they still had a chance to build a future together.
"Thank you for showing me this," Anna whispered, her voice barely audible. "I needed to see it… to understand."
Fang Bin nodded, her expression soft. "I thought you might," she said gently. "Sometimes, seeing is believing."
