The sound of heavy keys jingling behind me, followed by a bold male voice, cut through the moment Dante and I were having. Of course, it was the warden..“Miss, your time is up,” the warden said flatly.I blinked, taking a minute to process the information, as though if I just pretended not to hear, time would stretch itself for me. But reality didn’t bend. It never did. Slowly, I loosened my grip on Dante’s chained hand. My body didn’t want to move, but I forced myself to stand.Dante rose with me, towering even in that damned uniform, his presence still so commanding despite the circumstances. He reached for me, pulling me into his arms. His embrace was firm, protective, and desperate. I closed my eyes and let my face press against his chest, inhaling the faint scent of him buried beneath the sterile prison detergent.The warden’s voice came again, sharper this time. “No touching. Step back.”But Dante didn’t let go immediately. Instead, he bent down and pressed a kiss on my lips. W
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