Even when her earthly body had departed, Helen would remain alive in Carl's mind and heart. Every glint in her eyes was burned into his memory. Her voice, a timeless echo, would resonate in the innermost recesses of his being.
As long as Carl kept those precious memories, treasured like the most precious jewels, Helen would remain his eternal beloved. He knew every little detail about her that others ignored, details that kept him tied to her imperishable essence.
In every corner, in every place, he saw her materialised as an ethereal vision. Her name had become a prayer that he repeated with devotion. Still asleep, his thoughts flitted to her, his soul escaping to join hers on a timeless plane.
Even if the world continued to spin impassively, for Carl, Helen would always be there, alive in his beating heart, making their love as infinite as the vast firmament.