When Vows Were Made In Silence
Sunny D.and every morning the way home gets longer and longerthe world you grew up in no longer existstangled when will my life beginthe chaos of standing still
He had arrived, and she had sensed him, as though the air itself carried news of his presence.
Taram sat beside her, careful to leave space. He reached into his pocket, his fingers brushing against the ring again, feeling the cool metal pulse against the warmth of his skin. Words gathered on his tongue, clumsy and inadequate, yet potent with unspoken devotion. Love, he realized, was not a thing to be shouted into the air. It was a hush, a glance, a heartbeat shared quietly between two souls that had survived distance, silence, and disappointment.
“You’re quiet tonight,” he said, voice low, almost reverent.
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