Ace
she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Ace’s heart swelled at her words. “I love you too, Lisa,” he replied, leaning down to kiss her gently. The kiss was sweet, unhurried, and it felt like a promise—a promise of many more moments like this, of a future that, despite everything, they would fight to make a reality.
As they lay there, the sun climbing higher in the sky, Ace’s hand found Lisa’s, their fingers intertwining. They didn’t need to say anything more; the silence between them was filled with the unspoken understanding that whatever happened, they would face it together.
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