Time couldn’t scrub away what had burned between them.It didn’t try to.Some flames weren’t destined to fade—they were forged to endure, to sculpt souls, to whisper reminders in the dead of night.But those embers no longer devoured.Not anymore.The city thrummed beyond the walls—its ceaseless roar a distant heartbeat, wild and indifferent.Yet within Lily’s apartment—A sacred hush reigned.Mellow morning sunlight cascaded through half-drawn curtains, painting the room in honeyed glows that danced across worn wooden floors. The air was thick with the scent of fresh coffee and something sweeter—possibility. Still, but alive with quiet promise.Lily lingered by the window, her fingers tracing the warm curve of her mug, steam curling like secrets into the light. Her gaze drifted over the jagged skyline, but her mind wandered deeper, into uncharted peace.For the first time—She wasn’t bracing for the storm.She was basking in the calm.A faint creak of floorboards stirred the silence.
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