Tears streaming down my face, I nodded enthusiastically, my heart overflowing with joy and certainty.
"Yes, Rhys! A thousand times, yes!" My voice came out as a half-laugh, half-sob.
The transformation on Rhys's face was instantaneous. Pure joy radiated from him, lighting up his features in a way I'd never seen before. This wasn't the arrogant smirk of the boy who'd once ruled our school hallways or even the confident smile of the Alpha he'd become. This was something entirely new—raw, unguarded happiness.
He rose to his feet, his eyes never leaving mine. "You're sure?" he whispered, his voice husky with emotion. "After everything?"
"I'm sure," I said firmly, reaching out to touch his face. "Our past shaped us, but it doesn't define our future."
