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 engulfed

gaze deep and intense as he

he'd allowed himself

and inviting under

called out to

lips in a passionate French kiss. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ

staggered, finding support

Their kisses

than that embrace. Cecilia rested her head on his shoulder,

through her

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