MEMORIES OF HER..Luke sat in his study, the fire burning low, casting shadows that danced across the walls. His glass of whiskey remained untouched, its amber glow catching the light, but he had long forgotten it. His mind had slipped again back to memories he thought he had buried deep.Obetta’s face lingered, her voice still echoing in the corners of his heart. The words he had once spoken“It’s over, Obetta” still tasted like ash in his mouth. No matter how many times he told himself it was the right choice, the ache never completely left him.The fire cracked softly, pulling him deeper into silence.That was when a soft knock came at the door.“Luke?” Abigail’s voice floated in, gentle but steady.His chest tightened. For a moment, he didn’t answer. He wasn’t ready to face her not with the storm raging inside him. But Abigail didn’t wait. The door opened, and she stepped inside, her presence filling the room like sunlight breaking into a darkened cave.She wore a silk robe, her ha
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