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Fifteen

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Our last sunset at the villa came slowly, as if it knew: this was not just the end of a little escape, but the beginning of something irrevocable. The sky was a golden orange, and the room’s wooden windows framed the light like a living painting.

Sitting on the windowsill, wearing only Matthias’ thin sweater. My hair was still wet from my afternoon shower. My skin is still warm from the sun, and my heart is still pounding from… him.

Matthias stood behind me. Silently, he moved closer and touched my shoulder. Then his lips touched my neck, slowly, as if asking for permission.

“I want to touch you… not just with my hands, Sara. But with my whole self,” he whispered near my ear.

I closed my eyes. “I know.”

And that night, there was nothing left to hide.

We merged like two bodies that had been walking in search of each other. Every touch was not just about desire, but recognition. My body remembered the way to his body, even before my brain had time to process it. And he… touched me as if
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