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lingered on her lips, a reminder of the connection they shared. Yet, beneath the surface of their budding romance, the weight of his untold tr

from Brandon illuminating her phone. "Meet me at our spot tonight. There's something I nee

apartment, the weight of his dual life pressing against his chest. He had made a promise to Nirvana, a promis

rooftop of a building that offered a panoramic view of the city's skyline. It was a place where they had shared

andon standing near the edge, his silhouette illuminated by the city lights. She

took a deep breath, his hands clenched at his sides. "Nirvana, there's so

gaze, her eyes searching his face for any hint of what was to com

, my real name is Brandon Greg. I'm not just a doctor-I'm also the

t shockwaves through her. She blinked, her mind struggling to proce

sion had stirred within her. He took a step closer, his hands reaching out to gently hold hers. "Nirvan

Her mind raced as she tried to reconcile the man she had come to care for wit

his features. "I was afraid, Nirvana. Afraid that if you knew the truth, y

ied on his shoulders. She reached out and gently cupped his face, forcing him to m

are about him so deeply, and fear that his truth would forever change the way she looked at him. He closed his eyes br

rmination. She kissed him, her lips conveying all the unspoken promises and emotions that words

emed to fade into the background. In each other's arms, they found a sanctuary-a place