The Restless HeartThe nights were the hardest.The mill silenced its roar, the streets of Grayhaven dimmed, and the apartment sank into the sound of the crickets and the crackle of the oil lamp. Evelyn’s gentle breathing beside him should have lulled Henry to sleep, but instead, he stared at the ceiling beams, his heart was a battlefield.He turned onto another side, shut his eyes, but the faces came.Elias, with his fierce loyalty, his voice like a stone.Adrian, with his bright eyes and tender smiles, the one who saw Henry not as an exile but as a man worth following.Damien, wild and untamed, carrying both danger and desire in his every glance.Three men. Three loves. Three shadows tangled around his heart.Henry pressed his fists against his chest. “Why can’t I choose?” he whispered into the dark.A Day of Labor, A Mind of StormsAt the mill, his body obeyed, but his mind wandered. He carried sacks of grain, but in his head, he carried questions heavier still.When sweat dripped
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