Epilogue: Petals in the Wind 12

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Anthony returned to Umhlanga, the jacaranda's purple blooms mocking him. He resumed his studies, but the textbooks held no answers. The Durban moon whispered secrets, but none of them healed his fractured heart.

Sanele married Thandiwe. Their laughter echoed through the township, and Anthony wondered if they danced under the same moon. He kept a photo of them—the three of them—hidden in a drawer.

And sometimes, when the wind carried the scent of jacaranda, Anthony closed his eyes. He imagined Sanele's touch, the taste of salt, and the promise they'd made beneath the Durban sky.

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