Love Beyond the Grave
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Emily felt her body pulled, soul unraveling as Eleanor’s curse tried to consume her. But Thomas reached for her, their hands touching.
In that moment, something broke.
The lantern shattered. The chapel dissolved into mist. Eleanor’s scream became wind.
And then—silence.
Emily woke in the forest, Thomas beside her.
"I’m free," he said, voice cracking.
"But you’re still here."
He nodded. "The curse is broken. But I am still dead. Yet, if you choose, I can remain... with you."
Her heart ached. "As a ghost?"
"As your companion. Forever in the in-between."
She took his hand.
"Then we walk together."
Epilogue: Rosemoor Manor
The villagers say the woods are peaceful now. The lantern no longer burns.
But sometimes, in the fog, two figures are seen walking hand in hand. One alive, one not quite.
And the old manor? It glows warmly at night.
Lit by love that death could not extinguish.
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