She wants me, and who am I to object?
He wondered.
His brown eyes softened, as they frequently did when he understood, and she caught a glimpse of that.
His voice and the touch of his palm on hers caused her to turn back toward him.
She lifted her eyes, astonished to see that she was staring into a stranger's face.
His eyes—at first steely, then soft—remained in her mind.
She had discovered the remedy, and she knew exactly what she wanted and desired both the hard and the soft stare.
The only person who had ever given her that spark, that fire that made her feel alive, was the man hiding behind the glare.
She said passionately, "I chose love."
!! अभय !!
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