Time seemed to lose its meaning as they lay entangled, their clothes in disarray beneath the bed.

Tears glistened in Cecilia’s eyes as she felt a hint of sobriety mixed with a daze.

Her slender fingers gently caressed Mark’s handsome features, and she whispered hoarsely, “Mark, no one can bully me.

In her heart, he was the only one, from beginning to end!

She cried like a little girl, her heart torn between wanting him close and feeling wronged.

Mark gently brushed his slender fingers against her glamorous face, trying to comfort her.

“Don’t cry, Cecilia.

cry,” he coaxed in a low

torn between staying with her and the knowledge

called

she had referred to

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his name, he felt the weight of their

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bodies

were not of physical pain

the cover of night, he indulged

calling him ‘Uncle Mark’

surrendered to their dormant love and affection, their passion reignited like gasoline

dawn broke, Cecilia woke

magnified before

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