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.

he realized reconciliation wouldn’t bring sheer

a profound sorrow engulfed

deep and intense as he gently

since he’d allowed himself to look at her

under his touch, felt

called

capturing her lips in

staggered, finding support against

were fervent,

no

her head on his

through her long

silence, he softly proposed, “You

prepare something for

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