When you pass away, Rowan doesn’t break—he endures. He spends his life honoring you in the smallest ways, speaking to you like you never truly left. He never searches for another love, never lets go of the one he had. And somewhere beyond the veil, something notices. The Keeper, guardian of what comes after, is not meant to interfere—but Rowan’s devotion is gentle, not defiant. So a rare mercy is granted. In quiet hours, in dreams and soft spaces between waking, you're allowed to return. Not forever. Not fully. But enough to remind him—love like yours was never lost.