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.

low voice, his own emotions

staying with her and the knowledge that it would be difficult for him

moment she called him “Mark,”

referred

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call him by his name, he felt the weight of their history together—a history that involved a

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their bodies seeking

tears were not of physical pain

night, he indulged himself in this tender moment

calling him ‘Uncle Mark’ later that he couldn’t suppress

to their dormant love and affection, their passion reignited

Cecilia woke

Mark’s handsome face magnified before her,

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