The Lost Beta
Because every time you remember, it feels like you drift further away from me.
She looked at him then, eyes filled with the ache of love and uncertainty. “I’m scared too. That I’ll become what they want me to be and lose myself... lose *us.*”
He cupped her cheek. “Then let’s make a promise, whatever happens, whatever truths come, we hold onto *us.* Not the titles. Not the war. Just you and me.”
She pressed her lips to his as she leaned closer. It was a commitmental kiss that said, *I'm still here*, rather than one of pleasure. Emily shivered as a cold wind blew through the greenhouse despite their quiet intimacy. Something old had awakened.
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