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The discovery, a tangible silent echo of bedroom whispers, hung heavy between them. That changed today. He was no longer the man weighed down by loss; he was a man rediscovering the joy of living. He swiped at them with the back of his hand, cursing the warmth that spread across his brow as if he’d just finished a marathon instead of merely pacing his own home. He knew this was just the beginning of his journey. Latishia cocked her head, her lips curving into a knowing smirk. “Or do you think she was using this on Larry? Larry tried to swallow the lump forming in his throat. With each heartbeat, Larry’s mind spiraled, struggling to balance on the tightrope between relief and remorse. “Damn you do that well Larry. *****

As night descended, curls of darkness wrapped around Cheyenne’s room, her thoughts a whirlpool centered on Larry and Erin. The dildo, once hidden away, now kindled a flame of curiosity that flickered in the gaze of each girl—a flame that threatened to consume Cheyenne’s thoughts with the possibilities it represented. He was caught, snared by the web of conflicting emotions that tangled within him—grief entwined with yearning, sorrow laced with a hunger he’d long buried.