"You say all these things," Aria murmured "But love? It's just a weakness. It makes you vulnerable, and I can't afford that." Vincenzo took a step closer, his voice soft "Love isn't weakness, Aria. It's fire. It burns, it consumes, but it also lights the way in the darkest places." His fingers gently tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, his gaze never leaving hers. "And you? You're the only flame I'll ever let burn me alive." Aria's breath hitched, her heart betraying her as his words lingered in the air. "I'm not supposed to need anyone," she whispered, almost as if she were convincing herself.
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