The Unexpected Affair
she whispered, her voice a trembling breath, as though any more force would shatter her.
I returned her fragile smile, feeling my own tears spill over, and I pressed a soft kiss to her forehead, lingering in the warmth of her skin. “Always, my love, always,” I murmured, my voice as tender as the ache that gripped my heart. Holding her close, I felt the steady beat of her heart against mine, an anchor for us both amidst the storm of everything unsaid.
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