Months passed, and with them, life slowly returned to some semblance of normal. Santiago had a new job—a quiet one, far removed from the world of forensics and corruption he had once known. It wasn't glamorous, but it was peaceful. He was content, finally, knowing that his family was safe.
Amara had taken on a new role as well. She started a small business from home, creating handmade goods that she sold online. It was a way to feel grounded, to build something new.
Santiago knew they were still recovering, but he also knew that the scars they carried would eventually fade.
One evening, as they all sat together—Israel, Luna, and even Emma, who had stayed in touch and was now a close friend—Santiago looked at Amara and smiled.
"We've made it," he said softly. "We've come so far, and we're still here."
Amara smiled back, holding Luna in her arms. "Yes, we are."