Broken Heart (Gureshin)

Broken Heart (Gureshin)

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It was amazing. The elegant decorations, the chandeliers that hung and illuminated the room with a vibrant light, the beauty of the white lilies and lavenders scattered about. It was a wedding of perfection that anyone would dream of having. As I gazed up at the altar, I saw where the priest stood and as well as a certain man that he loved dearly. That man was none other than Guren Ichinose.
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You and Me: Caught Up in a Dream - Fate or Coincidence? Katrina stood in the hotel lounge, surrounded by her female colleagues, pretending to follow their light chatter. But her mind was elsewhere, spiraling into the whirlwind of changes her life had taken in the past few weeks. The man who had spent the last year making her life miserable-criticizing her work, undermining her confidence-had kissed her. Last week. A kiss that burned through her resolve like fire through dry leaves. Across the lounge, he leaned casually against the bar, his tall, commanding frame impossible to ignore. His eyes found her, as they had all day during the company's team-building retreat, trailing her like a shadow. He was arrogant, maddening, and yet irresistibly charming. And now, as they all prepared to celebrate the year's end at the Clarion Hotel before the Christmas break, Katrina couldn't shake the pull she felt toward him. The wine she'd sipped earlier buzzed in her veins, lending her a false courage she wasn't sure she could sustain. Should she approach him? Say what she couldn't stop thinking? Spend the night with me. The thought made her pulse race-and her conscience scream. She was a married woman in her thirties, a mother. But she was far from satisfied in her marriage, a truth she hadn't admitted until last week's kiss tore down the walls she'd built around her heart. For three long years, she had felt invisible in her own home, her husband's touch stopped once their son was born. The sound of laughter jolted her back to the present. Her colleagues were discussing plans for a spa retreat tomorrow morning, but Katrina barely heard them. Her nerves tingled as she felt a familiar heat-his gaze was on her again. Her breath hitched. The drinks arrived, and the men rejoined the group, but all Katrina could feel was his presence, so near and yet so charged with tension it made her dizzy. Was she brave enough to cross this line? Or foolish enough to let herself fall?

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