After college, law school was brutal. Long nights. Endless reading. Constant pressure. Elo focused on family law and child advocacy. In her second year, she joined the child advocacy clinic, working real cases under supervision.
Her first client was a six-year-old boy in foster care.
“I want to live with my aunt,” he told her. “Not strangers.”
“Then we’ll fight for that,” she said.
She spent weeks gathering evidence, interviewing family members, and building a case. In court, she stood before the judge.
“This child deserves stability,” she said. “His aunt can provide that. Family should be the priority when it’s safe.”
The judge agreed. The boy got to move in with his aunt.
He hugged Elo on the courthouse steps.
“Thank you,” he said.
“You’re welcome,” she said.
That night, she called Sky.
“I won my first case,” she said.
“I knew you would,” Sky replied.
“It felt good,” Elo said. “Helping him.”
“That’s your calling,” Sky said.
During law school, Daniel proposed on the same beach where they’d once floated in the cold ocean as undergrads.
“You’re the strongest, kindest person I know,” he said, dropping to one knee in the sand. “Will you marry me?”
“Yes,” she said, laughing and crying at the same time.