A Vow in the Vineyards
She turned, lifting her chin. “Because words on paper cannot heal a wound made by silence, Mateo. You chose to leave. You do not get to choose when to return.” julija ljubavni romani
He stepped closer, rain beginning to fall, darkening his linen shirt. “Then let me earn the right to stay.” A Vow in the Vineyards She turned, lifting her chin
Lightning split the sky, and in that flash, Ana saw the truth in his eyes—not the arrogant boy who had left, but a man humbled by loss. She reached out, her palm against his chest, feeling the wild drum of his heart. You do not get to choose when to return
“And the woman in Milan?” Ana’s voice trembled, though she wished it wouldn’t.
“A mistake. A shadow. You are the only sun I have ever known.”
He cupped her face, tears mingling with rain. “Then I will spend forever making sure you never have to.”