Forbidden Heart

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was a crisp autumn afternoon, and the city was painted in shades of red and gold. Emily, a young woman with a heart full of dreams and an artis

r his shoulder. He wasn't headed anywhere in particular, just following the rhythm of the city

ordinary happened. In that instant, their souls recognized each other, and a connection sparked to life, like the stri

mily said, her voice as soft and war

"It is, indeed. I've always believed that it'

ies of a favorite song. They spoke of art, of music, of dreams, and o