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.

had failed her, burdening her

a looming project deadline, yet Mark shied away from making

a lengthy silence, he murmured, “Don’t let Edwin see

I’m picking on

in a playful punch

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door

after her, observing her entrance to

front, a young boy likely from the studio accompanying

gaze remained locked

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