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He squeezed her hand. The romance wasn't in the grand gesture; it was in the acknowledgment that they didn't need to be perfect for each other—they just needed to be present.

"It is," Elena agreed. She reached across the table, her hand covering his. Her skin was lined, a map of a life lived in the sun and through seasons of grief, and to Thomas, it was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. "But is it too big for two?" mature sex acts

The air in the room shifted. This wasn't a whirlwind proposal under a rain-slicked streetlamp. It was a negotiation of space, time, and the limited years they had left. He squeezed her hand