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Intro. The night was quiet, wrapped in the soft glow of a single lamp beside the bed. The curtains swayed lightly as the evening breeze slipped through the open window, carrying the distant sounds of the city and the faint scent of rain. She lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling for a moment before turning to the clock again. Each passing minute felt longer than the last. Her fingers traced absentminded patterns on the blanket, her heart caught somewhere between excitement and uncertainty. Tonight, she was waiting. Waiting for the sound of footsteps outside the door. Waiting for the familiar knock that would make her heart race. Waiting for the one person who could turn the quiet of the night into something unforgettable. She closed her eyes briefly, imagining his smile, the warmth of his presence, and the way everything seemed to slow down whenever he was

Valentina Marquis

@River