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I hoped to emerge from the shadow of his absence, stronger and more courageous, carrying the bittersweet lessons of a love that had slipped through my grasp and reshaping my story.
CHAPTER FIFTEENTH
That night, as he returned home, a sense of reality intruded upon the bubble of fleeting bliss we had shared at the leisure house. "I have things to do at home, so let's get back, okay?" His words, though polite, carried the weight of responsibilities that faced him to a life beyond those charming nights.
Understanding the demands of his world, I couldn't help but agree, "Yes.
Acknowledging that he was a busy man with commitments that extended beyond our shared moments of joy. The memories of those two nights at the leisure house lingered like a soft melody playing in the recesses of my mind as we drove.
