![]() ![]() ![]() Watching her break it had been both shocking and spectacular. He looked at the broken pieces of her cello, scattered all around them. So long as there was breath in his body, she would never again feel alone-or feel the need to hide from her own emotions. He closed his eyes and kissed her temple. sobs and wracked cries that had followed it had almost broken his heart. But her collapse, her painful confession, and the tortured. He tightened his arms around her protectively. He’d kiss her brow and smooth her hair for a thousand years if it comforted her-if it made her understand that his embrace, his heart, and his soul were all eternally hers. He didn’t know how many times he’d already done so, but it didn’t matter. SONG OF SOLOMON 3:4 Matthew pressed his lips to Patience’s brow and stroked her curls back from her cheek. To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt: ![]()
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