A Second Chance at Romance
Misty chuckled lightly, speaking softly, "They don't cherish us, but we can cherish each other. Robert, I like you."
She took off her mask and tiptoed, gently leaving a kiss on the corner of his lips. "You like me too, right?"
Robert didn't reply. Instead, he tightened his grip on her waist, lifting her chin and deepening the kiss.
After the lingering kiss, Misty's eyes sparkled. Her red lips were slightly swollen as she leaned against his chest.
"Misty, I'm not dreaming, am I?" Holding her close, Robert repeatedly planted light kisses on her forehead. "You agreed to be with me, right?"
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