The storm howled with increasing fury.Beverly, nestled in James' arms, cupped his handsome face, now blurred before her eyes, with both hands."James, say it again. I didn't hear you," she shouted to him, her delicate voice strained and breaking.He brushed aside the damp strands of hair clinging to her forehead. The steady patter of rain washed over her fair face, cleansing it gently.His deep, affectionate gaze met her glistening, crystal-clear eyes.She was looking forward to him saying it—she truly was.Beverly, the most precious person on earth to him, had truly seen him.James' chest tightened, his tension reined in by deep restraint. Yet, his voice flowed clear and melodious as he said, "Beverly Sinclair.""Yeah?""I love you."Beverly chuckled, her eyes crinkling at the corners. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she rose onto her toes and kissed the corner of his mouth.Then, she replied softly, "I heard you clearly this time. Honey, I won't ever see Evan again."
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