Chapter Fourty Eight
I hugged her back without hesitation, my arms wrapping around her waist. My hand found the small of her back, pulling her closer. She buried her face in my chest, her breath warm against my skin. I pressed a gentle kiss to her cheek, the gesture instinctive, and felt her shiver in response. “Thank you,” she whispered, her voice muffled against my shirt. “I’ve… I’ve never had flowers before.” My heart clenched at that. Never? I thought, but I didn’t say it aloud. Instead, I leaned back just enough to look at her, my hands cradling her face. Her eyes were wide, her cheeks flushed, and there was something in her gaze that made my chest ache. “You deserve them,” I said, my voice low. “You deserve so much more than that.” She blinked up at me, her lips parting slightly, and for a moment, th
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