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... have slowed to a tender heartbeat. Every day felt like a string of stolen moments stitched together with laughter, soft touches, and a love that no longer needed to hide behind sharp edges. Aria found herself smiling at nothing and everything at the same time, at the way the morning light filtered into their room, at the scent of Luca’s cologne lingering on the sheets, and at the way his voice sounded when he said her name like it was the most sacred word he knew.
They were sitting toget ...
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