EPILOGUE

53 2 0
                                    







The following year brought many changes and new adventures for Annika and Walker. They each embarked on their respective projects with determination and enthusiasm, and although the distance between them was sometimes challenging, their commitment to each other remained unwavering.

Annika's new film received critical acclaim, and she found herself in the midst of a whirlwind of promotional events and award ceremonies. Despite her busy schedule, she always made time for Walker. Their calls and video chats became a cherished part of their daily routine, bridging the gap between their separate lives.

Walker's project took him to various locations around the world, and he thrived in his role, gaining recognition and praise for his performance. He made an effort to visit Annika whenever his schedule allowed, and their reunions were filled with joy and excitement.

One crisp autumn evening, Walker returned to the beach house, having managed to carve out a week-long break from his hectic schedule. The familiar sight of the waves and the sandy shores felt like home, and he was eager to surprise Annika. As he arrived, he found her waiting on the beach, her face lighting up with a radiant smile when she saw him.

"I didn't expect you so soon!" Annika exclaimed, rushing into his arms.

Walker held her close, his heart full. "I wanted to be here, to spend this time with you. I missed you more than you can imagine."

They spent the week enjoying the simple pleasures of life together-long walks on the beach, quiet dinners, and laughter-filled evenings. The beach house, with its comforting familiarity, became their sanctuary, a place where they could reconnect and recharge.

On their final night of the visit, Walker took Annika out for a special dinner at a cozy seaside restaurant. As they enjoyed their meal, Walker reached into his bag and pulled out a small box. He looked at Annika with a mix of excitement and nervousness.

"I've been thinking about how far we've come," he said, opening the box to reveal a beautiful, handcrafted journal. "I thought this might be a way for us to capture our memories and thoughts-something to hold onto while we're apart."

Annika's eyes filled with emotion as she took the journal. "It's perfect. I love it. Thank you."

Walker took her hand, looking into her eyes with sincere affection. "No matter where we are or what we're doing, I want us to always remember that we're building a life together. This journal will be a reminder of that."

Annika smiled, her heart swelling with love. "I couldn't agree more. I'll treasure it, and I'll always keep you in my heart, no matter the distance."

As they walked back to the beach house, the night sky above them was a tapestry of stars. They stood on the sand, their fingers intertwined, feeling the quiet strength of their connection. The challenges they had faced and the time apart had only strengthened their bond, and they were excited for the future they were building together.

In the months that followed, Annika and Walker continued to navigate their separate careers and the distance between them with grace and determination. The journal became a cherished keepsake, filled with their reflections, dreams, and plans for the future.

And so, as they looked forward to the adventures and milestones that lay ahead, they did so with the knowledge that their love had withstood the tests of time and distance. Their journey together was ongoing, and they embraced it with hope, excitement, and an unshakeable commitment to one another.

------------- authors note
hi everyone :)
i wanted to thank y'all for reading this book, even though it's really shitty in my opinion, thank all of you!!! I hope you liked it and i would love to get feedback on my writing or anything else ^^ I reallyyy wanna become an author, im not sure if I'll make it though haha
I'm definitely gonna write more fanfics in the future so if y'all want to keep up, follow me ;)

🎉 You've finished reading 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵? 𝘸.𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘭 🎉
𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵? 𝘸.𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘭Where stories live. Discover now