Her soul was nestled in the crevice of his beating breast.
A single bullet may obliterate everything in a nanosecond on the timeline.
Two pulses crumpled into a box of their remaining breaths.
Every movement, every blink of an eye was cherished by the pair.
At that point, they permitted their consciousness to rule their spirits.
All rushing ideas streamed like a cascade, finally able to significantly run like a stream, delivering oxygen into their veins.
Restoration crept back into his morality, but he pushed his ego aside.
Wanting to safeguard all that had tormented him from within.
Having driven him to the brink of salvaging the man he was.
Even if his final thought was to be dissatisfied with himself or the man he became.
Seeing how she molded him back to life, he knew he was given a chance.
She watered and nourished every nook and cranny of his crimes.
Each of his sins came to full bloom as a result of her nurturing.
Was it why he didn't hesitate to save her? Was it conceivable that rescuing her would give his life new meaning?
A remarkable redemption was born from the thorns of her empathetic, sophisticated analysis of his flaws.
Her fight-or-flight response ignored her rushing thoughts.
An exposed sensation of his flesh on hers electrified the want to strangle his vicinity and never feel it again.
Recognizing prohibited amoralities triggered a flood of exploding fear coursing through her mind.
Without much thought, as if they shared the same soul, their breathing became intertwined.
He takes her hand and hands her clothes, which she effortlessly slips on after much practice being a pogue being on the run.
Rafe didn't look below her neckline to respect her dignity; rather, he looked around the bathroom for a way out.
He gently took her hand in his and guided her to the crawl space, urging her to go first. Rafe unscrewed the vent cover as they crept into the narrow passage in silence.
The way the vent curled and turned reminded them of a mouse navigating a maze.
As she eventually chose a path to crawl down because she was growing weary and wanted to reach the end.
She pushed the vent cover with her body and was met by light coming from the hotel's ballroom.
Surprised to find the area vacant, they crossed the room and opened the large doors, where they were met by their classmates and the tour guide.
"Kiara! Just in time for the tour!"
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