legacy of secret
No longer haunted by the weight of their past struggles or the world outside, they were simply two souls, deeply in love and deeply connected.
The mornings had become their time, just as the nights had. Adrian would wake up early, the soft rays of the sun spilling through the window, and find Elena still nestled against him, her breathing even, her body warm and close. He’d pull her closer, his lips brushing her forehead as he whispered, “Good morning, beautiful.” It was his way of starting the day, with Elena as the center of everything.
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