Chapter 222: Chapter 222: The Grand Finale

One year later.

Caleb Shaw lazily leaned back on the swing chair.

His body slightly reclined, hands casually resting on the armrests.

The swing gently swayed with the breeze, emitting a faint, rhythmic creaking sound.

Selene Kane lazily snuggled up to him, her cheek pressed against his warm chest.

Her fingers, slender and fair, repeatedly twisted his hanging long hair.

Others sat scattered around on the lounge chairs, in groups of twos and threes.

The gentle breeze lightly brushed across their faces.

"Days like this are so wonderful,"

Selene said with a smile.

Caleb curled his lips into a smile, holding her hand tighter.

"We’ll always be together, and days like this will go on and on."

After the events of last time, Caleb resigned from his proud position, choosing to return to his family.

Zane sat in a wicker chair not far away, a faint smile on his lips.

He slowly raised his hand, and his fingertips gathered a strand of eerie blue Spiritual Power.

In the air, the moisture condensed into small, crystal-clear droplets.

With a slight movement of his fingertips, the droplets began to twist and stretch.

He deftly molded them into vivid, lifelike little fish.

The little fish lightly swayed their tails in the air.

Sylvia Shaw, who was sitting on a cushion playing with mud, was suddenly captivated by this magical scene, her eyes instantly lit up.

She immediately tossed aside the lump of mud, giggling as she stretched out her chubby little hands to grab at the fish made of water.

But every time she was about to touch them, the little fish nimbly dodged away.

It made her laugh even more joyfully, her little face turning bright red.

The sun slowly set in the west.

The golden rays spilled across the sky, dyeing layers of clouds into a magnificent painting of gold and red intermingling.

The afterglow fell softly on the yard, like gold dust gently sprinkled over everything.

Selene blinked, reached into her pocket for her pink phone, and took a selfie stick from the small table beside her with her other hand.

She pushed it forward a little, then pulled it back.

She stretched her neck, inspecting the framing effects from different angles.

Tilting her head, she carefully adjusted the phone’s position.

"Come, come—"

She finally got the angle just right, lifted her head, and her face blossomed into a radiant smile.

"Let’s take a family photo~"

No sooner had the words left her lips than the tall figures who had been lounging on the chairs quickly gathered around.

They encircled her with a sense of mutual understanding.

In the photo, Selene was snugly enclosed in the center.

In her arms, little Sylvia curiously peeked toward the camera, her round eyes looking incredibly cute.

"Let’s all say cheese on three, two, one!"

Her mouth involuntarily curled up, her eyes turning into crescent moons, filled with a heavy sense of happiness.

Behind the lens was the little home they had built bit by bit with their own hands.

The newly painted house still carried the fresh scent of wood.

The yard was filled with a variety of flowers.

In the corner pond, a few goldfish leisurely swayed their tails.

"Get ready~"

Selene tilted her head slightly, her gaze sweeping over everyone around her.

Her mouth involuntarily turned up into a smile.

"Three, two, one, cheese!"

A soft click sounded as the shutter was pressed, and it seemed as if time had frozen in that moment.

Everyone’s smiles were vividly captured in the photo.

The warmth of that moment was forever sealed by light and shadow.

It wasn’t just a picture; it was a piece of their everlasting time.

The end.