Years Later
People sometimes asked Alexander how he survived losing everything. He corrected them.
“I didn’t lose everything,” he said. “I lost my legs. I found my life.”
And every winter, when snow fell softly outside their window, Valentina would take his hand, Aurora would spin in circles, and Alexander would remember: The night he thought his story had ended… was actually the night it truly began.
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