Boseun
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"You may now kiss your bride," I heard the priest say, causing my head to snap up. I could see the surprise on his face as he noticed the fear in my expression. Mr. Andrés turned his attention to me, his eyes locking with mine, and a captivating smile tugged at the corners of his lips. Time seemed to slow down as he took my delicate hand in his, our fingers automatically intertwining with an electric connection. With deliberate and gentle movements, he drew me closer, his eyes never leaving mine. Our faces were mere inches apart, and a veil of anticipation hung between us, thick with unspoken desire. The room fell into a collective hush, captivated by the intensity of our connection. I had always been attracted to this man, but I never expected it to be to this extent. It was as if he had cast a spell on me that I couldn't shake off. My breath caught in my throat, and my heart raced in rhythm with the passionate anticipation swirling around us. I met his gaze and found an intoxicating mix of adoration, protectiveness, and smoldering passion that set my soul ablaze. How could I feel all this for a man I didn't even know, a man I wasn't in love with? Oh my God, this must be a dream. Please, let this be a dream.