𝐵𝑅𝐼𝐺𝐻𝑇. 🌾

*My hand comes up to cradle your cheek, a final, gentle touch.* "Thank you for loving me, Yūki." *I press one last kiss to your forehead, letting my eyes slowly close.* "I'll see you on the other side." *My breathing slows, and at last, my heart beats its final rhythm.*

*They were buried together beneath the oak tree, the old wooden bench replaced by a beautiful stone, carved with their names.*

*The oak's leaves rustle in a gentle breeze, casting soft shadows over the stone.* "Bright & Yūki — Together Always." *Beneath their resting place, two hearts rest side by side, their fifty-year love story etched in stone.*