RAGING FLAME
There was a moment, a fleeting second, where I could see it—us, together, giving in to the passion that had been simmering between us for so long.
But then, as his hands reached the edge of my bra, something in me froze. It was as if a wall had slammed down, a sudden and unshakable reminder of everything I hadn’t resolved, everything that still hung over me like a shadow. The ring on my finger—my wedding ring, the one I had taken off and hidden away but could never truly forget—seemed to burn in my memory, a cold weight that dragged me back to reality.
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