The light in the room hit Matthew's face just right, making his sharp features look even colder, as if they had been carved out of shadow. The warmth in his eyes faded, leaving only a dark, bottomless intensity that felt almost suffocating.The silence in the room swallowed every bit of sound. His emotions seemed caught in his throat, and for a split second, something uncertain flickered across his face. But it was gone as fast as it came. He smoothed her hair with his hand, his voice low and rough."Don't say stuff you don't mean. Do you remember what you told me when you asked me to marry you?"Back then, Shirley's love had been blazing hot, wild, and unstoppable. She stood in front of him in her wedding dress, smiling her brightest. "Matthew, let's get married! I'll always be yours, in this lifetime and the next. I only love you. The only way we'll part is if one of us dies, never by divorce."Her younger, hopeful voice still rang in her ears. For a second, even Shirley
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