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.

time, he realized reconciliation wouldn’t bring sheer

profound sorrow engulfed

off the gas stove, his gaze deep and intense as he gently caressed

had been ages since he’d allowed himself to look

and inviting under

quivering, called out to

he leaned forward, capturing her lips

finding support

ki*ses were fervent,

no

rested her head on his

hand brushed through her long

silence, he softly proposed, “You must

prepare something for

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