BUT ONLY LOVE CAN TELL (ENGLISH VERSION)
I closed my eyes, breathing in his familiar, intoxicating scent.
Our mouths found each other in a fierce, unrestrained kiss, tongues tangling in a dance of passion. It felt wild, almost desperate, as if we were making love for the first time, rediscovering each other’s taste and touch. Fear, anxiety, and sadness melted away, replaced by a hunger that had been simmering beneath the surface for too long. I had missed him— his touch, his warmth, the way his hands explored mine like he was trying to memorize every inch of my body.