She closes her eyes and sinks into the soft kiss, telling him again, silent and sure. Her hands stroke over the short scruff of his hair, smoothing down his neck, anchoring him to her.
How a man who has been through such horrors brings her such joy, she will never understand. Perhaps in helping him fight through the darkness, she's finding a way to remind herself what it means to walk in the light.
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How a man who has been through such horrors brings her such joy, she will never understand. Perhaps in helping him fight through the darkness, she's finding a way to remind herself what it means to walk in the light.