One Week To Love

Saturday

On Saturday morning, Justin woke up to the serene sight of Ava sleeping peacefully in his arms. The warmth of their shared blanket and the gentle rise and fall of Ava's breathing filled him with a sense of contentment. He tightened his embrace, feeling her soft, rhythmic breaths against his chest.

Just then, his phone buzzed on the coffee table. Carefully reaching for it without disturbing Ava, he saw it was his brother, Harris. Anxious yet hopeful, he answered the call.

"Hey, Harris, what's up?"

"Everything's sorted, bro!" Harris exclaimed, his voice brimming with excitement. "We got all the proof. You're innocent, and that girl, she's alive!"

Justin's heart raced. "Are you serious? This is incredible!"

His shout of joy woke Ava. She blinked up at him, her sleepy eyes filled with curiosity. "What's going on?"

Justin hugged her tightly, unable to contain his excitement. "Ava, they found proof I'm innocent! And the girl is alive!"

Ava's eyes widened in shock and relief. "Justin, that's amazing!" She kissed him deeply, their joy intertwining in that tender moment. "We're finally happy, Justin. We're free from this nightmare."

As they settled back, Justin's mind drifted to the tragic story that had shadowed his life for so long. The girl, Emily, had been a friend from college. One evening, they'd attended a party together. Emily had too much to drink, and Justin had offered to take her home. On the way, they were attacked by an unknown assailant. Justin was knocked unconscious, and when he woke, Emily was gone.

Days later, Emily was reported missing, and a rumor spread that she had been assaulted and murdered. Due to circumstantial evidence and a witness who claimed to have seen Justin with her, he was accused of the crime. His life spiraled into chaos, with the trial, the public shaming, and the overwhelming guilt and fear that came with being falsely accused.

Yet, Harris, an investigative journalist, never gave up. He dug deeper, uncovering discrepancies in the case. He found new evidence, including security footage and witness statements that had been overlooked. Most crucially, he tracked down Emily, who had been living in a remote village, her memory of the night fragmented due to the trauma.

Justin's heart swelled with gratitude and relief as he recounted the events to Ava. She listened, her hand gently stroking his arm, her eyes filled with understanding and love.

"We made it through," Justin said, his voice choked with emotion. "And now, we can finally move forward."

Ava kissed him again, a tender promise of their shared future. "Yes, we can. Together."

The day ahead was filled with a newfound lightness. They prepared breakfast, the joy in their hearts infusing every moment. As they moved through their routines, they couldn't stop smiling at each other, the weight of the past finally lifting from their shoulders.

Justin suggested they spend the evening together, just the two of them. Ava agreed, her smile radiant.

As the sun set, they danced in the living room, their bodies swaying in perfect harmony to their favorite songs. The music filled the room, but it was the love in their hearts that made the moment magical. Justin held Ava close, whispering sweet nothings in her ear, and she laughed, her eyes shining with happiness.

Later, they prepared a simple but delicious dinner together. They worked side by side in the kitchen, the easy banter and shared laughter making the task a joy. As they sat down to eat, they talked about their dreams and plans, their conversation flowing effortlessly.

After dinner, they moved to the couch, cuddling under a blanket as they watched the stars through the window. The soft glow of the night enveloped them, and for a moment, everything felt perfect.

Suddenly, Ava's eyes welled up with tears. She tried to hide it, but Justin noticed immediately.

"Ava, what's wrong?" he asked, his voice filled with concern.

She took a deep breath, her voice trembling. "You have to leave tomorrow, Justin. I don't want to lose you."

Justin pulled her close, his heart aching at the thought of leaving. "Ava, listen to me. We might be apart physically, but that doesn't mean we can't be together. We'll talk every day, video calls, texts, everything. We'll make it work. I promise."

Ava looked up at him, her tears glistening in the moonlight. "You really think we can do it?"

"I know we can," Justin assured her, his voice firm and filled with love. "Our love is stronger than any distance. We'll get through this, just like we got through everything else."

Ava nodded, a small smile breaking through her tears. "Okay. I trust you, Justin."

He kissed her gently, their lips meeting in a promise of enduring love. They held each other tightly, the warmth of their embrace chasing away the fears of tomorrow.

As they lay there, wrapped in each other's arms, they knew that no matter what the future held, their love would always be their guiding light. And with that thought, they drifted off to sleep, ready to face whatever came next, together.

Justin leaned in, his lips brushing softly against Ava's. The kiss deepened, filled with a mix of passion and tenderness. Ava's hands slipped around his neck, pulling him closer. The intensity of their connection was palpable, each touch sending shivers down their spines.

They broke the kiss, breathless, their foreheads resting against each other. "I love you, Ava," Justin whispered, his voice filled with emotion.

"I love you too, Justin," she replied, her eyes shining with tears of happiness.

They continued to kiss, their bodies moving closer together. Justin's hands caressed Ava's back, pulling her even tighter against him. Ava responded with equal fervor, her fingers tangling in his hair.

They paused, their breathing heavy, the room filled with the sound of their shared heartbeat. Ava looked into Justin's eyes, her expression a mix of love and vulnerability.

"Let's make this night unforgettable," she whispered.

Justin nodded, his heart pounding with anticipation. They moved together, their touches becoming more urgent, their kisses more passionate. The night unfolded in a symphony of love and desire, each moment etched into their memories.

Justin held her close, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. "We'll make the most of it, Ava. Tonight is ours."

They cuddled together, the warmth of their bodies and the steady rhythm of their breathing creating a peaceful, intimate cocoon. The worries of the world melted away as they drifted off to sleep, wrapped in each other's embrace, cherishing the magic of the night.