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.

a profound sorrow

switched off the gas stove, his gaze deep and

had been ages since he'd allowed himself to look at

inviting under

quivering, called out to

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Their kisses were

no further than that embrace. Cecilia rested her head on his shoulder,

her long hair,

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