Fiona's POV
Sebastian held me close, his strong arms wrapped around me as if afraid I'd slip away again. "Snow is back," I whispered, my voice trembling with a mixture of joy and disbelief.
He tilted my chin up so our eyes met. "Are you sure, Fiona? Can you hear her? Feel her?" His voice carried a mix of awe and concern.
Closing my eyes, I focused inward, and there she was—Snow's familiar presence radiated warmth and strength. "I've missed you, Fiona," her voice echoed in my mind, firm yet comforting.
A tear slid down my cheek as I nodded. "Yes, Seb. She's here. I can feel her."
Sebastian's lips parted in a grin, his usually stoic face breaking into pure elation. "This is incredible," he said, his voice thick with emotion. He cupped my face gently, his thumbs wiping away the tears. "Snow coming back… it's a sign, Fiona. You're whole again."
