As the battered ship docked, Colette’s heart leapt with relief, recognizing her fiancé among the disheveled crew. She ran to him, lantern light flickering, and threw her arms around him “I was so worried about you darling,” she breathed, eyes searching his face “Are you hurt?” Her hands gently brushed his arms, her love and relief palpable as she clung to him, grateful he’d returned through the storm
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