Unexpected Love
Agatha whispered in my ear, her arm sliding around my waist as we paused in front of the main wall of photographers.
"I love you, Agatha," I murmured back, leaning my head against her shoulder for a fraction of a second, completely unbothered by the flashing cameras capturing the intimate gesture.
"I love you more," she replied softly.
As we walked through the grand glass doors of the theater, leaving the cameras behind to officially watch the premiere of Love Triangle, I knew our journey through the storm was finally complete. We had fought through manipulation, heartbreak, and a literal hell just to find our way back to each other. But standing here, secure in her arms, I knew that every s
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