Keilander had always been aware that those who embraced love as their compass in life were destined for a bright future. From a young age, he understood that the future was not merely a destination to reach, but a journey to be embarked on with his beloved. Anticipation filled his heart as he eagerly anticipated beginning this new chapter of his life with his significant other by his side.
His mother's words had always rung true in Keilander's heart: "When the mind falls in love, it's temporary. When the heart falls in love, it lasts a lifetime. But when the soul falls in love, it's eternal." Every time he gazed into the eyes of the woman he held in such high regard, he felt a deep connection at the soul level. It was as if their souls were intertwined in a love that transcended time and space, a love that he knew would last for eternity.
Long before their lips met in a kiss, Keilander had known in his very bones that she was meant for him. It felt as if she had been born solely to be his partner in this lifetime. The wise words of his father echoed in his mind: "If you fall in love with their soul before you touch their skin, it's true love." And in that moment, Keilander knew that what he shared with her was indeed the purest form of love, a love that transcended physical touch and existed at the deepest level of their beings.
Keilander, with his empathetic nature, always loved unconditionally, spoke without hidden motives, gave without seeking reasons, and cared without expecting anything in return. This was everything she had ever wanted, everything she truly needed: the embodiment of true love.
Keilander's smile radiated as he greeted the lady behind the colorful market stall. The tranquil yet vibrant island where he resided was a place of peace and joy. Among the local community, Keilander felt a deep sense of connection and belonging, cherishing the bonds he shared with the people who called this area home.
"Mr. Cabwell, how wonderful to see you today!" the lady greeted with a wide smile, addressing the teacher from the town's school. Her daughter held a special fondness for him, as he was known as one of the most compassionate and caring educators in the school. Keilander returned the smile, bowing his head slightly in acknowledgment of the warm greeting.
"Mrs. Benson, how are you?" he replied, his hands gently skimming over the assortment of vegetables laid out on the table. Keilander made it a habit to stop by after school to pick up fresh produce for his home. Mrs. Benson couldn't help but smile as she observed him selecting some of the carrots that had caught his eye.
"I wonder what you're going to cook for dinner tonight!" Mrs. Benson remarked, already aware that Keilander was the one who took charge of cooking at home.
"I'm considering preparing something truly special tonight! I want Lena to experience a unique and authentic taste," he shared, looking up at her with a bright smile.
"You're such a wonderful family man, Mr. Cabwell! If you'd allow me, I'd be happy to offer some suggestions!" Mrs. Benson offered as she left her station and approached him. Keilander's wide smile clearly conveyed his gratitude and flattered response to her kind words.
"You mentioned wanting something different and authentic! How about making her ginger beer prawns with peanut and potato stew? It's a classic dish around here!" Mrs. Benson suggested enthusiastically, playfully slapping his shoulder to emphasize her proud recommendation. Keilander chuckled, looking at Mrs. Benson with appreciation for her culinary idea.
"That does sound delicious! Would you mind helping me gather all the ingredients for that?" Keilander requested, prompting Mrs. Benson to grin in response.
"Of course, just give me a few minutes, and I'll have everything ready for you!" she replied, swiftly gathering all the necessary ingredients for the evening's special dish. After a brief five-minute wait, Mrs. Benson had everything neatly packed in a plastic bag and handed it to her daughter's teacher.
"Thank you very much!" he expressed, handing her a twenty-dollar bill. Mrs. Benson swiftly accepted the money from his hand, meeting his gaze with a grateful smile as he gave her a small nod.
"Good luck with whatever you're planning for tonight, Mr. Cabwell!" she quipped, a mischievous wink catching his eye.
"Thanks!" he smiled, turning around to make his way towards his bike. The wind caressed his face gently as he pedaled towards his home nestled atop the mountain. The afternoon resembled a poet's dream, with soft hues of pink and gold adorning the sky, the melodic calls of albatross filling the air, and the salty scent of the nearby ocean carried on the breeze. The world was hushed and tranquil, as if pausing in anticipation of the day's transition into an endless night. The sun descended gradually, casting its final warm glow over the land before retiring to slumber.
His eyes landed on the small, colorful wooden house that belonged to him and the woman who held his heart. He came to a gradual stop by the small gate, opening it before pushing his bike inside.
"Honey, I'm home!" he called out as he entered his humble abode. Keilander quickly set down the groceries, his smile growing wider as he heard a faint and joyful childlike squeal from the other side of the wall.
"Baby! Welcome back!" Elena exclaimed upon seeing Keilander enter the room. His face lit up with joy at the sight of the most important people in his life. He quickly knelt down on the soft, plush blanket spread out on the floor.
"I missed you today," he murmured, leaning in for a quick peck on the lips. Elena smiled at his sweet customary gesture whenever he returned home from work.
"And I missed you even more, little one!" Keilander playfully exclaimed in a childlike voice to the cheerful baby lying on his back, gazing up at his parents and babbling in response.
"You look so handsome today, Noah! And you smell like a whole jar of shampoo!" he joked, planting a kiss on his chubby cheek after taking a deep whiff. Elena giggled at his words, as she enjoyed using baby perfumes on Noah because she loved the scent so much.
"Shampoo? Oh, come on!" she uttered in mock protest. Keilander tilted his head to look at her face and grinned in response.
"That's how he smells! I told you, that perfume is basically the same formula as his shampoo!" He chuckled at her playful expressions.
"Whatever, he still smells heavenly to me! Even though you hate the smell of his shampoo!" she said, crossing her arms over her chest. Keilander chuckled once more and playfully grabbed her hips, pulling her closer.
"I never said I hated the smell, I just don't like it when you use too much on him! It's just not necessary. His shampoo already has plenty of scented ingredients, so there's no need to overdo it. It could irritate his skin," he explained, gently nuzzling her cheek. Elena considered his words and sighed in understanding. Suddenly, Noah began to coo and wave his little arms up and down his sides. Keilander shifted his focus to his son.
"I think he agrees with me, don't you, little man?" he said softly, gently brushing his hands on Noah's tummy.
Noah's angelic eyes gazed attentively at Keilander. A sudden smile graced his little mouth, his eyes radiating the most magical light of purity and love. Keilander let out a soft gasp of awe as he witnessed such beauty. He had never realized how much love he could hold for such a precious little human. Noah was his world now, more than anything ever since he came into this world.
The bond between parent and child was the most genuine and pure bond in the world, Keilander believed. He had felt it long before, even when the baby was still in his mother's womb. Throughout the remaining months of pregnancy, Keilander couldn't have been more supportive and excited for the baby. Despite not being his biological child, he never doubted his role in the child's life. To him, family wasn't just about last names or blood; it was about commitment and love. Deep within his soul, he promised to commit to and love this child as if it were his own.
"My son, how precious you are! Such wonder resides in your gentle features, and I'm in love! I love you so much," he softly whispered as his fingers brushed his son's cheeks. Elena's heart fluttered as she listened to his words.
"Axel, you were always right about everything! Thank you for preventing me from making the biggest mistake of my life," she thought, memories of the wedding day flooding back into her mind.
A special epilogue chapter for the lovely Moonstruck_Leviosa , ThvsooVsoo & noturmom786 , who requested an epilogue
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There are two chapters for this epilogue, so please wait for the final chapter to be posted tomorrow.