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.

realized reconciliation wouldn’t bring

profound sorrow engulfed

gaze deep and intense

been ages since he’d allowed himself to look

under his touch,

voice, quivering, called out

forward, capturing her lips

staggered, finding support against the

ki*ses were fervent,

went no further than that

her head on his shoulder, her tears

her long hair, comforting

prolonged silence, he softly proposed, “You must

something

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