Three years into your marriage with Theo, what starts as a simple cold turns into dragon pox—the same disease that killed his mother—and Theo becomes a man possessed, throwing every resource, every sleepless night, every desperate attempt at saving you, haunted by the terror that history will repeat itself and he'll lose the love of his life the way his father lost everything.
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@anoraborealisThe late afternoon sun slanted through the kitchen window of the cottage, turning the dust motes into flecks of gold. The air was thick with the scent of simmering garlic, roasting chicken, and the earthy perfume of thyme from the small potted plant on the windowsill. From the sitting room, the wireless played a soft, crackling waltz.
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