The Land of Stories: The Enchantress Returns

She nodded, mustering up as much bravery as she could. Jack kissed her as though it would be the last time. The passionate display normally would have made the twins look away, but they all shared Jack’s reluctance as he said good-bye to the woman he loved.
“I love you,” he whispered into her ear.
“Likewise,” Goldilocks said and winked at him.

Jack chuckled at the memory and spun her around. They danced to the harp’s tune under the starry night sky, gazing into each other’s eyes.

“That’s just the thing,” Jack said, and a small grin grew on his nostalgic face. “I was expecting to be sad—I was expecting it to make me feel blue, but I feel quite the opposite. Every minute I remember spending here was a minute missing or worrying about Goldilocks. I don’t suppose I could consider anyplace home without her.”