Chapter 1923 “Cecilia,” he uttered, his voice laced with emotion.

She offered no response, her face pressed against his back. He was leaner now, but his frame was actually more robust than during his illness.

After what felt like an eternity, her voice, barely above a whisper, broke the silence.

“Does it still hurt?” “The pains gone.” Finally, Mark rotated, his eyes meeting Cecilia's tear-streaked face.

For the first time, he realized reconciliation wouldn't bring sheer joy.

profound sorrow

stove, his gaze deep and

he'd allowed

inviting under his touch, felt like

quivering, called out to

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finding support against the kitchen

Library Their kisses were fervent,

further than that embrace. Cecilia rested her head on his shoulder, her tears a silent

her

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