Chapter 12 - A DIFFERENT KIND OF LOVEMark never tried to rescue me.
That mattered.
He never treated me like a broken woman.
He treated me like a woman who had survived something terrible and still had a future.
One rainy afternoon, he found me sitting on the porch.
"You okay?"
I smiled.
"I'm learning what okay feels like."
He sat beside me.
No pressure.
No demands.
Just presence.
Months passed.
Lily loved him.
Dad trusted him.
And eventually, I realized something that scared me more than Ryan ever had.
I loved him.
Not desperately.
Not because I needed someone.
Because I wanted him.
One evening, beneath the porch light, Mark took my hand.
"I love you."
I looked at him.
"I love you too."
For the first time, love didn't feel like a cage.
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It felt like a door.
And I was the one holding the key.
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