True Luna's Return
The depth of emotion in his gaze was almost overwhelming—regret, affection, and a fierce protectiveness that I had never seen before.
"Adrian," I whispered, my voice trembling.
He didn't pull away, his hand still gently resting on my hair. We stayed like that, staring into each other's eyes. The room was silent, the air thick with unspoken words and lingering tension. I felt his gaze roam across my face, as if he were memorizing every detail, tattooing it into his memory. The intensity of his stare made my heart race, and I couldn't tear my eyes away from his.
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