AMARA’S POV “I love you, baby,” Laxus whispered. Our fingers were intertwined, our palms pressed against each other as we walked slowly through the garden in the fading light of the late afternoon. For the first time in a long time, there were no guards shadowing our every move, no visible guns, and no talk of bullets. It was just us, lingering in this sweet, stolen moment of normalcy. “I love you too, darling. More than ever.” “More than ever,” he echoed. Natigil kami sa paglalakad. Laxus reached out, his hand steady as he gently tucked a stray strand of hair behind my ear. He leaned in and pressed his lips against mine—a kiss that tasted of home and unspoken promises. Feeling his lips against mine brought a kind of peace that I couldn't find anywhere else, despite the chaos surrounding us. The Lady in Red Dragon, the woman who started this nightmare, was still out there, waiting for our guards to falter. But I knew, as long as we had each other, no one could truly distu
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