Mark’s heart twinged.

Cecilia’s departure was forestalled by Mark’s grasp, his hand producing a cigarette.

Only half of it was smoked before it was snuffed out.

His Lips descended upon hers in a deep, intense ki*s, laden with a yearning that lingered in the air.

Initially resistant, Cecilia’s resistance gradually softened.

But her eyes glistened with tears.

Mark desisted, his forehead meeting hers, his touch tender as he smoothed her dress.

her, burdening

deadline, yet Mark shied away

murmured, “Don’t let Edwin see

think I’m picking

frustration materialized in a playful punch to his

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her, observing her entrance to

a young boy likely from the studio accompanying

gaze remained

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