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Sera’s heart fluttered at his words, and she felt the sting of tears behind her eyes—not from sadness, but from the overwhelming tenderness of it all. She curled into him a little more, her hand resting gently over his heart as if to steady the way it beat in sync with her own. |
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Sera leaned into his touch, letting out a quiet sigh as she rested her head on his shoulder for a moment before lifting it again to meet his gaze. Her eyes still held the remnants of exhaustion, but there was a flicker of warmth there too—soft, steady. “I’m okay,” she said gently, giving him a small smile. “A little shaky still, but better. It passed.” She reached over, brushing a bit of hair from his face, her thumb lingering against his cheek for a second longer than necessary. “Why?” she asked, voice still warm but curious. “Do you have something up your sleeve, Mr. Lemon Sorbet?” Her smile widened a bit, teasing but loving. Even now, she could tell he was thinking about something—something important. |
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Sera blinked, then let out a soft laugh, a hand coming up to rub her forehead. “Oh—right,” she said sheepishly. “I remember now… I guess my brain’s just a little scrambled.” She looked at him again, her smile apologetic but tender. “I didn’t forget on purpose, I promise. Today’s just… been a lot.” Her fingers curled gently around his. “But I’d still love to continue. Just… maybe something low-key?” She tilted her head, eyes softening. |
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Edited at April 27, 2026 06:42 PM by Rose Thorn Manor
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Sera’s expression softened even more at the suggestion, a little warmth blooming in her chest. She gave his hand a small squeeze and nodded. “That sounds perfect,” she murmured, leaning her head gently on his shoulder. “Just you, me, the waves… I’d like that a lot.” |
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Edited at April 27, 2026 06:42 PM by Rose Thorn Manor
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Sera let out a gentle sigh, her eyes fluttering closed as she leaned into his touch. The warmth of his hand on her shoulder, the calm in his voice—it all made the weight in her chest ease just a little. She lifted a hand and gently touched his cheek, her thumb brushing over the edge of a scar like it was the most natural thing in the world. “I’m really glad you’re here. I don’t say it enough.” |
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Edited at April 27, 2026 06:42 PM by Rose Thorn Manor
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