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

profound sorrow engulfed

switched off the gas stove, his gaze deep and

allowed himself

and inviting under his touch,

quivering, called

forward, capturing her lips in a

finding support against the kitchen

were

no further than

her head on his shoulder, her tears

brushed through her long hair, comforting

softly proposed, “You must

something

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