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Chapter 35: Breakfast of Love.
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... e a gentle dream, bathed in the soft light of early morning. Stained glass windows, towering and somber, cast streaks of rose, amber, and violet over marble floors. All seemed caressed by something holy.
Leon walked beside Aria; their hands entwined in peaceful closeness. No words were exchanged, but none were necessary. Their pace was slow, unhurried, every step vibrating a personal rhythm—the peace after a storm, the start of something unspoken yet profound.
"Aria's hand curled ...
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