As the room grew silent, the light faded slowly, leaving behind a warm glow that embraced Oliver as if to protect him. Clara rushed to her son's side, relief and disbelief painted on her face. "Is he…?"
Lily knelt beside them, checking Oliver's pulse and feeling the warmth emanating from him. "He's safe now," she said, tears of joy welling in her eyes. "You both are.".
Clara held her child close, the weight of fear off her shoulders now. "Thank you, Lily. I don't know what we would have done without you."
Lily beamed at her, feeling a wash of fulfillment over her. "You both fought just as much as I did. Your love for each other was the true strength here."
In the days that followed, the sanctuary became a healing place for Clara and Oliver. They spent their time together, drawing strength from one another, and Lily helped them heal by teaching them about the supernatural world and offering support. She showed them how to face fears and embrace the light within, thus creating a community of people who had come seeking gu
idance.