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 pain’s gone.

Finally, Mark rotated, his eyes meeting Cecilia’s tear-streaked face.

first time, he realized reconciliation wouldn’t bring sheer

a profound sorrow engulfed

the gas stove, his gaze deep and intense as

allowed himself to look at her

and inviting under

voice, quivering, called out to

her lips

support

were fervent,

went no further than that

head on his shoulder, her tears

hand brushed through her long hair,

he softly proposed, “You must be

prepare something

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