[s3e3] Вђ¦had A Valentine -

"She knew," Elias whispered, a small, sad smile finally touching his lips. "She knew," Maya echoed, placing her hand over his.

Elias took it. The paper felt like a ghost in his hands. He opened it slowly, his breath hitching. Inside was a handmade card. On the front, she had drawn a clumsy picture of the two of them standing under the Silver Falls clock tower. [S3E3] …had a valentine

But the card was proof of a 'what was.' For one brief, beautiful moment before the world went dark, she had chosen him. He wasn't just a grieving friend; he was the person she wanted to walk toward. "She knew," Elias whispered, a small, sad smile

He looked at the pink cupcake and then back at the letter. The grief was still there, sharp and cold as the February air, but something else had settled in his chest—a quiet, glowing warmth. The paper felt like a ghost in his hands

Elias didn't look up. He traced the rim of his coffee mug with a trembling finger. "And?"