[ She’s holding him tightly to him, a hand going to the back of his head and the other at his waist. Pyra kisses him at his cheek, then on his lips, and finally upon his forehead. She pulls away from him just enough to search his face is awe, captivated by everything that she sees, looking into his eyes as her own shine with tears, and then she brings him back into an embrace.
How is she feeling.....
Sad, certainly, and yet— better.
Her reply comes muffled into the crook of his neck. ] I love you.
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How is she feeling.....
Sad, certainly, and yet— better.
Her reply comes muffled into the crook of his neck. ] I love you.