Samantha felt the warmth of their touches fade as Marcus and Kai retreated, leaving her in the embrace of their shared bedroom. The space felt colder without them, emptier. Yet, she knew that this separation was necessary. The prophecy had become a living, breathing entity in their lives, demanding their attention in ways she had never anticipated.
Her gaze drifted to the bed, and she couldn't help but recall the countless nights of passion and connection they had shared. The silk sheets whispered of their love, each thread a silent testament to their union. But now, they lay lifeless, a stark reminder of the unfulfilled promise that lay before them.
