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The Gathering Storm
Alessandro's POV I woke up slowly, the warmth of Illyana's body nestled against mine a comforting presence in the soft morning light. I took a moment to simply admire her, to trace the delicate features of her face with my gaze, marvelling at the peace and contentment that filled me. Last night had been a revelation, a turning point in our relationship. The trust and intimacy we had shared had changed me in ways I never expected, cracking open the walls I had built around my heart and letting her light shine through. As if sensing my thoughts, Illyana stirred, her emerald eyes fluttering open to meet mine. A sleepy smile curved her lips, and I felt an answering grin tug at my own mouth. "Good morning," I murmured, brushing a stray lock of hair from her face. "Morning," she whispered bac
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