The Story of Us | LingOrm

Chapter 15: Forever Yours

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Please indulge me as I say a few things...

It has been an honor and a privilege to contribute to the LingOrm fandom through this story. I am deeply grateful for each and every one of you who has joined me on this adventure.

My hope is that this story has not only entertained but also inspired. May it serve as a reminder of the power of love in its purest forms - sincere, faithful, respectful, and resilient.

Above all, may it celebrate the beauty of selfless love, which can transform lives and overcome the greatest of challenges.

To those who have loved and lost, and to those who continue to believe in the power of love, this story is for you.

As we close this chapter, I am filled with gratitude for the LingOrm community and the bonds we've formed through our shared love for both women not only in this story but in real life as well.

Thank you, dear readers, for being the heart and soul of The Story Of Us.

Your support, your feedback, and your passion for this story have made this journey unforgettable.

Your love for Ling and Orm has made all of this possible, and for that, I am forever grateful.

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6 Years Later
Japan

"Teerak," Ling called out, her voice echoing through their cozy ryokan room, "please hurry or we'll be late." After thoroughly checking that they had all the things they needed, Ling slung their mountain bag effortlessly over her shoulder. She couldn't help but smile, remembering how Orm had insisted on packing "just one more snack" for the fifth time last night.

"Coming!" Orm's muffled voice came from the bathroom. A moment later, she emerged, her hair tied in a messy bun and a toothbrush still hanging from her mouth. "I'm almosht ready," she mumbled around the toothbrush, toothpaste foam threatening to escape.

Ling raised an eyebrow, amusement dancing in her eyes. "Really? You're 'almost' ready?"

Orm's eyes widened comically as she realized her state. She darted back into the bathroom, the sound of furious rinsing following shortly after.

Ling chuckled, shaking her head fondly. She double-checked their supplies: water bottles, energy bars, first-aid kit, sunscreen (extra strong for Orm's fair skin), and yes, the numerous snacks Orm had insisted on bringing.

"Okay, now I'm ready!" Orm announced triumphantly, emerging from the bathroom looking fresh-faced and eager. She was wearing the hiking boots Ling had gifted her, paired with leggings and a cute oversized sweater that made her look more ready for a coffee shop than a mountain hike.

Ling couldn't help but laugh. "Teerak, I love you, but you might want to rethink that top. Remember, we're climbing a mountain, not posing for Instagram."

Orm looked down at her outfit, a small pout forming on her lips. "But it's cute! And comfy!"

"And completely impractical for hiking," Ling countered gently. She rummaged through their suitcase and pulled out a more suitable athletic shirt. "Here, try this. Trust me, you'll thank me halfway up the mountain."

With a dramatic sigh, Orm took the shirt. "Fine, but I'm keeping the cute sweater in the bag.

As Orm changed, Ling checked her watch. "If we leave in the next five minutes, we should make it to the start point right on time."

"Challenge accepted!" Orm declared, quickly pulling on the shirt and grabbing her part of their gear. She struck a pose, flexing her arms playfully. "How do I look? Ready to conquer Fuji-san?"