"Ethan." In the dim light, Vivian gently pressed her lips to Ethan's, their mouths melding together, their breaths entwining.

Their kiss was intense, the taste of salty tears mingling on their tongues, but they couldn't tell whose tears they were tasting.

As their passion flared, their bodies responded instinctively.

They were yearning for closeness they hadn't shared since Vivian's illness.

But tonight, everything seemed to align.

At the brink of surrender, ...