The Manhood Diaries
It was a tear of release.
Her hand, of its own volition, lifted from the sheets. It trembled for a second before coming to rest against his stubbled cheek. A touch she initiated.
Justin’s eyes widened, just for a fraction of a second. Then, a slow, triumphant smile spread across his face, beautiful and terrible in the moonlight. It was the smile of a conqueror who has finally seen the last fortress flag lowered.
Rue’s voice, when it came, was a raw, broken whisper, but it held no tremor of fear. Only a weary, final truth.
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