Sacred Obsession
And then, suddenly, she was crying, not dramatically, just silent tears appearing at once while one hand covered her mouth like she physically couldn't contain the reaction.
The sight nearly destroyed me, because only now did I fully understand how terrified she had been of losing me. "Elena." I reached for her immediately, and the second my hands touched her, she broke completely, relief hitting her body visibly, shoulders trembling softly while she buried her face against my chest.
Holding her like this inside the church while happiness flooded through both of us felt dangerously close to sacrilegious, not because we were touching, but because we were grateful.
"You're staying," she whispe
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