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No Peace

Author: SAB STORIES
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I remained still, reluctant to disrupt the fragile serenity that had settled over us. My head rested against his chest, rising and falling with each steady breath, while one leg draped over his, anchoring me in the warmth of our shared space. The blanket lay crumpled between us, a silent witness to the intimacy we had just shared, its folds mirroring the tangled emotions within me.

A comforting warmth enveloped my body, a lingering echo of our closeness. I felt unburdened, as if the weight of past uncertainties had been gently lifted, leaving me both vulnerable and renewed.

His fingers traced languid patterns along my spine, not following any discernible path, but moving with a purpose that spoke of connection rather than intent. Each touch was a reassurance, a grounding presence that tethered me to the reality of the moment.

Every point of contact between us resonated deeply. I was acutely aware of the warmth of his skin against mine, the rhythm of our synchronized breathing, and the
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