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nd romance be
tic city in the world, and
erendipitous. From quiet
idden cafés, they made the
a
cking clock of
r with the relentless char
ound the love
ance, every ten
both knew would be full o
e was determined to make
wered her with affection
perience
nally came for
ars in their eyes, they bi
stay one more month, thei
of time an
ts of Las Vegas
mate streets of Paris. But
to be with her. He arrive
eadfirst into the kind of
a ring and a fervent belie
front door. When she saw
as as if all the stars
ung in the air
sever their dreams. "My
her voice low and fil
ompany, and he's been a f
at he's the perfe
. The world se
ed to find his footing i
ked, his voice pleadi
e with unshed
o articulate the turmoil
life," she said, her v
were the happiest I've ev
nd set in his ways. If
ythi
r his hand, he
o the comfort he provid
o
ugh he were su
pressing down on him from
nd a way out, a solution
her relationship with h
ed elu
re this out
than her. "We'll find a
take you a
adly. "I love
t for us,
have to be
hushed whisper. "My fa
rk is powerful in his own
to think of th
inst him, her
e to keep our relationsh
d a way ou
ose, a sense o
ow, they were still toget
o
silence of th
l lingered, taunting Jude
er laughter, the warmth of
nd, a stark contrast to t
ve
o it," he w
embling. "I would nev
ead, as if to
hat had descended upon hi
against the onslaught of
like a storm, battering h
against th
eyes, squeez
flooded his mind. He had
ore. He had to prove his
but for
ude," he
hi
egan to coales
like pieces of a puzzle.
some private joke, her h
caref
hing had shifte
thing dark and ominous.
ey had been followed. He
He needed to piece togeth
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hat fateful nig
ch moment falling into
ted banter about the shado
y Abigail's
the sitting ro
a familiar background noi
their dinner. The silence
he had risen t
d the kitchen,
to be found had hit him
cries for Abigail went u
e through the walls was t
en retrieve