“Maggie, are you okay? Why the tears? Tell me what’s wrong,” he urged, his voice laced with concern that grazed her already sensitive emotions.

Without a word, Maggie lunged into his embrace, clinging to him as though trying to fuse with him.

“Sanford, I..

She yearned to confide everything, to let him steer their future.

Yet, the words wouldn’t come.

The risk felt overwhelming.

Her strength was too frail.

the dampness on his collar, Sanford’s anxiety

his hands gentle as he wiped away

Talk to me.

as Maggie’s

grasp, struggling to stifle

her

wasn’t hurt. On my way home, I watched a heartbreaking movie. The lovers in it parted ways over

aback, could hardly fathom that a film had moved her to tears. Torn between amusement and concern, he chided gently,

Angela’s Library

gaze fell, her silence speaking volumes of the sorrow her

Sanford declared, “Maggie, let’s get

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