The Contract Bride
But tonight, the beauty of the sunset felt like a cruel mockery, a stark contrast to the storm brewing within me.
I had spent the day in a haze of happiness, the warmth of our family life a balm to the wounds of the past. Darkon had fallen asleep on the beach, his tiny hand clutched in mine, his face flushed with the sun's warmth. Soirye had laughed, her eyes sparkling with a joy that mirrored my own. We had built sandcastles, collected seashells, and shared a picnic under the shade of a palm tree, the air thick with the scent of salt and jasmine.
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