Matapos ilagay ni Theodore ang lahat ng kanyang pinamili sa trunk ng kotse, humarap siya at nakita ang namumulang mukha ni Mallory. Ang kanyang kilay ay bahagyang kumunot, tila nagtataka sa itsura ng asawa."What happened to your face? It's quite red.” tanong niya, ang kanyang boses ay puno ng pag-aalala.It was expected of a man like him, older, seasoned, and no longer naive, that something as simple as holding hands wouldn’t make him blush. He had long outgrown the fragile years where a fleeting touch could send warmth rushing to his cheeks or stir a flutter in his chest. Time and experience had taught him restraint, the kind of keeping his emotions tucked neatly beneath a composed exterior. And yet, despite the discipline he carried so effortlessly, there were rare, almost moments when a touch lingered just a second too long, when the warmth of another’s skin seeped through his skin, stirring something faint but undeniable, like an echo of a feeling he thought he had already left
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