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Finn smiled and nodded. "And they'll have the best mother in the world,"
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Sera laughed softly, the kind of laugh that trembled with emotion. Her fingers gripped his jacket just a little tighter as her heart swelled in her chest. “You really think so?” she whispered, blinking quickly as another tear slipped down her cheek — happy, full, overwhelmed. She leaned in and kissed him gently, her nose brushing his as she pulled back just enough to look into his eyes. “As long as it’s with you… I’m not scared.” Her voice softened to a near whisper, full of love. “We’re going to make something beautiful, Finn. A little piece of us.” And in that moment, with the music humming around them and his arms wrapped tight around her, she had never been more sure of anything in her life.
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"I dont think so, I know so," he smiled, kissing her back. Finn kept dancing with her, all the way until the night was over.
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Sera leaned into him, letting his words wrap around her like a second warmth. The way he said it — steady, certain — it filled every aching corner of her that had once been afraid she wasn’t enough. She smiled, eyes fluttering shut for a moment as his lips met hers again. She held onto him like she never wanted to let go. And she didn’t. Not now. Not ever. They danced long after most others had stopped, her cheek resting over his heart, their steps slow and sure beneath the soft shimmer of fairy lights. Time didn’t matter. Nothing else existed outside of this. By the time the last song faded and the night began to settle, she looked up at him — her husband, her home, her forever — and whispered, “Let’s make that beautiful little piece of us soon.” Because for the first time in her life, everything felt right.
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Finn grinned, squeezing her hand. When the last of the guests left, Finn took her hand, rushing to the car excitedly.
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Sera laughed, her heart fluttering as she let him tug her along, hand tightly in his. The sound of her heels clicked against the pavement as she followed him to the car, her dress flowing behind her like something out of a dream. “You’re going to tear the suit if you keep bouncing like that,” she teased, breathless with laughter. But gods, she loved seeing him like this — free, happy, glowing with joy in a way she hadn’t seen since before the war. As they reached the car, she paused for a moment, tugging gently on his hand to stop him. She stepped in close, the smile on her face soft and glowing. “Finn?” she murmured, her voice tender. “I’ve never seen you this happy before…” She ran her thumb gently over his knuckles. “And I promise, I’m going to spend the rest of my life making sure you stay this happy.” She kissed him again — slow, deep, full of everything she couldn’t quite put into words — before nodding to the car with a grin. “Now come on, let’s go start forever.”
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Finn grinned and nodded, kissing her back. "I love you, so much, " he whispered. Before grinning and opening her door for her. The two drove home together, holding hands the entire way.
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