Two hearts, one silence. One watches from the shadows. Other dreams without speaking. A name whispered in the dark. A look that lingers too long. Desire isn't always loud. Sometimes it lives in cigarette smoke curling into night air, in footsteps stopping just short. in an apron tied around a waist under golden light. And when 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘴 catch... Everything changes without saying a word.
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