A Spark in The Ashes of Our Vows
Jack adds, his thumb tracing circles over my skin, a soothing rhythm amidst the tumult of my thoughts.
"Especially then," I affirm, locking eyes with him. The Jack Matthews I knew had always been a beacon of charisma, a man who could light up a room and guide others through darkness. Now, it was our turn to navigate the dusk that cloaked our future—one step at a time.
"Let's promise," I suggest, my voice steady now, "to be honest with each other, no matter how hard it gets."
"Promise," he agrees instantly, squeezing my hand as if to seal our vow.
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