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Chapter 24

Author: Iamfide
last update Last Updated: 2024-12-22 00:25:38

Andrew's POV

Elara's slow breaths blended with mine, and her body warmed against my chest as the night surrounded us in a cocoon of silence. I sketched languid patterns on her back, my thoughts swirling with feelings I couldn't quite understand. The soft crackle of the fire in the hearth was the sole sound, an unsaid witness to this delicate moment. Her fingertips lightly brushed against my arm, sending a shudder through me.

“What are you thinking?” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.

I hesitated, feeling the weight of the moment pressing down on me. “That you...are everything I didn’t know I needed.”

Her lips curved into a small smile as she tilted her head to look at me, her deep eyes catching the glow of the firelight. “Good,” she replied simply, her fingers grazing my jawline as if memorizing the contours of my face.

For a moment, it felt like time had stopped, like we were the only two people in the world. The room was a paradise, a fleeting relief from the problems t
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