As the rain continued to fall softly on the streets of London, Sophia and Lord P stood beneath the flickering street lamp, the warmth of their shared moment intertwined with the cool air around them. The tension that had built up throughout their evening surged to the surface, igniting a spark that neither could ignore.
“I want to be honest with you, Sophia,” Lord P said, his voice barely above a whisper, yet filled with urgency. “This connection we have... it’s more than I expected. But I’m terrified.”
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