It had been a year.
Been a год since Jasper had returned to Alice.
Been a год since Alice had found out Jasper wasn't dead.
It had only taken five минуты to decide to run away. Run away from all the war, all the conflicts, all the confusion... just so they could be together, just them, forever.
But, of course, nothing lasts forever.
In their meadow, Jasper kissed her, tenderly, softly, as if it were their last kiss. He always kissed her that way. In case, one day, they really would never Kiss again.
He grazed his hand along her collarbone and groaned. She smiled, leaned her forehead on his, and...
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