Aria: Scales of Love
Jude said, his voice a playful, indignant sound, though his eyes were shining with a quiet, gentle pride.
“Don’t worry, Jude,” I said, my voice a low, teasing murmur. “He has your eyes. And your inability to sleep through the night.”
Jude laughed, a low, rumbling sound that made my heart ache with a fierce, overwhelming joy. He wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me into his side, his lips finding my temple in a soft, gentle kiss. “She got her degree,” he said, his voice a low, proud sound, for everyone to hear. “And she’s still the smartest person in the room. And the most beautiful.”
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