Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

The sun crept in, illuminating the chaos within the room. With clothes and shoes strewn about, two figures lay intertwined in the most intimate of embraces on the large bed; their exposed shoulders told tales o the night before without a word.

The summer sun was relentless, blurring the lines between dawn and noon. Today, the sun climbed higher under the clear skies, its rays growing more piercing as the morning wore on. Quintessa shielded her eyes from the light and turned over.

The slightest movement from Quintessa prompted the arm around her waist to tighten, pulling her back in.

Quintessa, with her eyes still closed, nudged the man beside her with her foot. "Get up."

Tyrone hugged Quintessa tighter, nuzzling against her. "Awake so early? Seems like I went easy on you last night."

Tyrone, feeling too comfortable to open his eyes, reveled in the warmth and softness beneath the blankets. This was a far cry from the nights spent doing nothing but sleeping under the covers.

What a waste of so many wonderful nights, he thought.

Quintessa opened her eyes, and said in a cool tone. "Get out."

Tyrone paused, then opened his eyes and pinned Quintessa beneath him. "Come on, Quintessa, you're really gonna play it like that? What did I tell you last night? How could you throw a hamburger at me when I said I didn't want it. Now, you can say what you want, but it won't work, I—"

it,

Tyrone froze. "Medicine?"

kicked him again.

looked at Quintessa, his mind struggling to

rolled her eyes. "Why the daze

cheek. "Unless you're looking forward to a bun in

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still dazed. As he was about to close

sto

at him. "What's not

Tyrone could finish, voices

"Son."

"Mr. York!"

"Young master."

"Ty."

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