SOFT CURVES
Isla finally spoke, her voice soft but unwavering, as she looked up at him with eyes full of sincerity.
She placed her hand over his heart, feeling its steady pulse beneath her palm. "That’s why I promise you, if I can’t be with you for the rest of my life, I’d rather grow old alone."
The words felt like a vow, a deep commitment not just to their present, but to their future. "Because I know and I’m sure that this love in my heart is only for you," she continued, her voice resolute, every word from her mouth a testament to the strength of her feelings.
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