Embracing Sarah
Jamie rose to his feet, and Sarah stepped forward. When they embraced, it was both familiar and foreign. The softness of her skin, the rhythm of her breath—all things he had imagined countless times, now finally real. For a long moment, neither of them spoke.
The hug said everything. She trembled slightly in his arms, holding back sobs of both joy and pain. Two years of separation had left cracks, but in that single embrace, they both felt some of those cracks start to mend. It wasn’t just a hug—it was a silent vow to rebuild together.
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