Duology Book 2: La Vie En Rose
The soft lapping of the waves against the boat added a serene melody to the moment, making it feel timeless.
“Hari,” Cheska’s voice broke the comfortable silence, prompting me to glance at her. She was still gazing at the setting sun, her face glowing in the warm light. “Thank you,” she said softly, lifting her eyes to meet mine. Her gaze was deep, full of emotions I couldn’t quite put into words.
“Thank you for always showing me tomorrow,” she continued, her voice steady yet laced with tenderness. “For showing me how wonderful life is despite the bad things that happened to me, to us… You still brighten my world.”
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