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My heart skipped a beat, my tears moist right then. I dropped to a crouch and held him, pressing my ear against his chest again. I could hear his heartbeat, thumping powerfully through his thin shirt. It was such a familiar sensation. It was Stan's heartbeat. As I closed my eyes, my tears flowed ever so quietly. We stayed like that for a while, and as I wiped my tears, I held Nathan firmly in my arms once more. "Please live a good life with Stan's heart." - Nathan walked with me to the gates of the orphanage, but I never once turned to look at him again.

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It was a brown box and when she opened it a beautiful eye-catching thing came out. There was a cylindrical shaped glass piece with its top curved and bottom having hard plastic. Inside there it had thermocol balls in very tiny pieces giving a snowy texture and between them there was a small girl holding a rose in one hand and in the other hand holding her heart in front of a well cladded suit man. There were two small buttons at the bottom one made the colourful dim lights on with Taylor Swift song ‘Lover’ played on it. And a smile cracks on her face while tears shred down more. She then switches on the other button, turning off the music and playing an audio note while nibbling on her lips

Clearly visible, even with the skin around it an angry pink, was a red and black Celtic knot in the shape of a heart. She kissed the air a millimeter above the heart. "I love it." In one more drink, she drained her glass then climbed onto the bed, which someone had thoughtfully turned down. "Now for you to see." She spread her knees with her hands, giving him a view of the split crotch of her dinky panties. Peeking out of her neat little strip of curls was the ruby heart dangle. He couldn't resist bending in and tickling it with his tongue then pulled back. "Sorry. It probably hurts, doesn't it?"

There is a big rectangular box in his right hand, and a small square box in his left hand. Oh, this is easy! We’ve been through this before. They are, “Doughnuts and masks!” I answered like I’m on a game show. “Bingo!” However, even though I was correct about the boxes, Victor suddenly twists his waist and shows me his ass. “There’s an extra.” he said. As he mentions, I see a pink silk drawstring pouch stucking in the rare pocket of his tropical print pants. I pinch the knot of the string with my fingers and slip the pouch out of his pocket.

The tension was palpable as she pressed her lips together, finding it challenging to initiate the hug in this unexpected moment. Ruben and Dimitry exchanged glances, silently agreeing to give the two some privacy. "Can I?" Hazel asked, seeking permission in a voice filled with a mixture of nerves and uncertainty. She continued to ask Wyatt for a hug, her persistence met with a stern glare from him. Undeterred, she closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around him, seeking the comfort of his embrace. As she held onto him, Wyatt could distinctly hear the rhythmic beat of her heart. Her skin felt soft, akin to the texture of cotton, and her wildflower fragrance wafted into his nostrils. The prese

He seemed to hesitate for a second before he pushed his hand into his pocket and pulled out a carved out piece of a heart. "Can't refuse that smile." My eyes widened slightly in marvel as he stretched it out in front of me. A medium sized heart and around it was carved tulips that had thorns. Tulips with thorns... My heart thumped hard within my ribcages at the beauty of it. "It looks so beautiful" I reached both hands to his outstretched hand and took it from him. I flipped it back and found that my name had been engraved into the back of it.

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