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Regan exhaled sharply as a tear slid down his eyes.
He pulled Evelyn immediately and captured her lips with his own.
He kissed her as if it was the last day when he was breathing. He kissed her like there was no tomorrow.
When he stopped, Evelyn was breathing heavily.
He waited for her to compose herself and when she did, he was left surprised by her other actions.
Evelyn held his hand and placed it on the thread of her dress which was on the chest.
"Evelyn…"
Regan whispered as he looked into her eyes.
"Your Highness, can we do it?"
Evelyn asked softly.
She didn't feel nervous anymore.
She felt so comfortable with him because she knew that he would never look down on her. He understood her.
But Regan looked concerned.
He cupped her face as he looked into her eyes somberly.
