ALYONAWe settled into the rhythm of the cruise slowly, as if both of us were afraid to rush what we had been given. Outside, the ocean stretched endlessly, calm and steady, as if it knew how fragile my thoughts still were.Alexander stayed close, but not in a way that felt overwhelming. He walked beside me through the corridors, matched his pace to mine, and spoke only when it felt natural. Yet I could feel his attention on me constantly, not in a watchful way, but in a quiet, devoted one. As if in a space filled with people, laughter, and movement, I was the only thing he truly saw.We stood on the deck for a while, the wind brushing against my hair. I leaned on the railing, watching the water move beneath us. When I turned, I found him looking at me again. His eyes held something deep and careful, memorizing every detail he feared he might lose again.“What?” I asked softly, a little self-conscious.“Nothing,” he replied. “I just like seeing you like this.”“Like what?”“Here,” he
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