LAUREN'S POV His words hung in the air like a promise, a promise that I desperately wanted to believe in. It was a promise that held the potential to heal the wounds that had been inflicted, to mend the fragile bond that had been on the brink of shattering. Yet, even as his words settled around us, the doubts and fears remained. The wounds were deep, the pain too real to be easily forgotten. And so, I looked into his eyes, eyes that held a mixture of regret, love, and hope and I knew that the journey ahead wouldn't be easy. It would be a journey of healing, of rebuilding, of finding a way to navigate the stormy waters that lay ahead. I understand," I finally whispered, my voice carrying the weight of my own emotions. "But it's not going to be easy." my words were a plea, a plea for patience, for understanding, for the time that I needed to process the tangled web of emotions that had enveloped us both. He nodded, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "I know,"
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