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He stared at me for what felt like forever, the engine's soft hum and the distant chirping of crickets being the only sounds breaking the silence surrounding us.
The dashboard lights gave a subtle blue glow to his face, accentuating the sharpness of his jaw and the way his lashes cast shadows on his cheeks when he blinked. Finally, he broke the silence, his voice barely above a whisper.
"Can I… can I kiss you?" he asked, the words hesitant, tinged with such vulnerability it made my heart ache. "Just one last time. Who knows how long it'll be until we get another chance."
The simplicity and raw honesty of his question brought tears to my eyes. I managed a sad, watery smile and nodded before my voice had a chance to catch up.
"Of course," I whispered. "Always."
