This elegant hand rested calmly, with its feminine gentleness and its silver coloured nails. It relaxed and nestled to the arm that supported her naturally, as if she would already have had him next to her for ages. In reality though, only a few days had passed since she had rejoiced with her soft fingers lifting up the yellow green pink bouquet which appeared to be the decorative icing on the cake for the photos of this couple smiling like never before. Sunshine, nearly as bright as their shining faces. The sky, as blue as in the deepest colour pots. The hours, they had passed away as quickly as sand rinsing through an hourglass. Realising that their desire could finally fade away step by step would take time. Confidently, her hand hugged his strong arm, feeling this calmness that she needed so desperately. A uniquely awesome feeling, called love…

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