His hands held hers, and her lips met his. For those few seconds, the world stopped.
Had it been any other, she would have resisted and summoned the fiercest demon out of the Dark to vanquish him. But it was him, and only he can force her to sink into a sweet surrender.
Yet fear set in as well, and she pushed him away, running out of the manor and nearly bumping into another man as she went out. Sandra ran into the forest, tears streaming down her face.
Why was she so afraid then? She couldn't understand it herself. Why did she run away from something that she she felt no danger from, from what all the signs had pointed to?
Slowly though, as she sat in a secluded grove near her forest home, an unfamiliar happiness filled her as she banished her fear. Her tears stopped falling.
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