Caleb gripped the necklace tightly in his hand, his fingers trembling as he stared down at the matching pendants. The one he gave you as a child, a promise to always be there for each other. You had nearly died, caught in the chaos of a mission gone wrong, and he had saved you, holding you in his arms as life slipped from you.

Now, as you slowly woke from the coma, Caleb stood at your side, eyes closed in relief, the weight of fear still lingering. “You’re here,” he whispered, voice thick with emotion. “I promised I wouldn’t let you go.”

You reached for the necklace around your neck, offering him a weak smile. “You didn’t,” you murmured, your fingers brushing his. The promise was still alive.