I’ll suck on what’s truly mine

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"I've missed you," he whispered.

As he said it, it was the first time Ragnar truly opened his heart to Sophia since she awoke from her coma. All this time, he had treated her like a stranger, someone different. That was why he had missed her so deeply.

Sophia leaned in, resting her forehead against his.

"But you don't have to anymore. I'm here now. I won't leave you. I'm sorry… I made you suffer."

Suffer…

Ragnar thought, it didn't matter what name he gave to the feelings he experienced at that moment. Whether he was suffering or happy, everything blurred, overshadowed by the sheer magnitude of love itself.

However, Ragnar found it difficult to express his emotions.