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The late afternoon sun cast long, golden shadows across the hotel room, glinting off the condensation of their forgotten drinks. Eva stood by the window, her silhouette a soft curve against the fading light, while Totti watched from the edge of the rumpled bed, his breath catching in his throat. She turned slowly, a shy smile gracing her lips as she extended a hand towards him, her fingers trembling slightly with unspoken vulnerability. He rose to meet her, his own hand finding the small of her back, pulling her into a gentle embrace that felt like coming home. The scent of her perfume, something like jasmine and rain, filled his senses as he buried his face in the curve of her neck. She sighed, a soft, yielding sound that melted into the quiet space between their heartbeats. His thumb traced the line of her jaw, tilting her face up to his, their eyes closing just before their lips met in a kiss that tasted of promise and sweet surrender. In that suspended moment, the world outside ceased to exist, leaving only the warm, shared truth of their connection. A single tear traced a path down Eva’s cheek, not of sorrow, but of overwhelming, profound feeling. They held each other, not rushing, simply existing in the tender, breathless peace they had created together.