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... or a moment, only the sound of our breathing filled the room. Outside, a nightbird called, and the wind stirred the curtains with a faint whisper. In that silence, I could almost hear Rebecca's heartbeat.
Slowly, I stepped closer. The distance between us vanished in a few quiet strides. She didn't pull back, but neither did she lift her gaze. Her eyes, catching the wavering flame of the candlelight, shimmered like fragile glass; something that would shatter forever if it cracked even onc ...
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