She was pale as porcelain and as fragile, but beyond feeling her fragility as he held her.
He’d loved her. For longer than he’d dared imagine, for less time than she’d prayed to be granted.
It was a blessing.
It wasn’t enough.
He cradled her in his arms, pressing a kiss to her chill brow.
As he laid her down, he knew that the best days of his life
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