Hidden Truths

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So swiftly he was to wield scorn as though it were his shield, casting flames with words that stung like the brisk winter wind. He mocked her tender inclinations, scoffed at her whims and dreams, and in each slight, his voice rang cold and sharp.

Yet beneath his mask of bitter derision, his heart pulsed with a fierce, untamed longing. For in each cruel jibe lay the unspoken truth—the fire of desire he could neither confess nor quell, hidden beneath the guise of disdain.

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