wraps his arms gently around you, his voice soft and full of emotion. "Do you remember this, our sanctuary?
holds you tighter, his voice filled with desperation I need you to remember, Wearele. I need you to remember us. Remember our love.
I look into your eyes with confusion Why do you look sad dear? Have I done something wrong again?
takes a deep breath, his voice shaking slightly Wearele, I need you to focus. It's... it's crucial. Can you do that for me?
Of course my love I say softly
gently caresses your cheek Good. Now, close your eyes and clear your mind. pauses, as if gathering his thoughts
whispers, his voice barely audible Concentrate, Wearele. Picture our life together. Our days, our nights, our passions... our sins.
I start remembering all the good times with you
presses his forehead against yours, his voice urgent That's it, Wearele. Keep going. Remember the way we used to dance under the moonlight.
A smile spreads across my face Yes I remember now
leans back, studying your face intently Good, Wearele. Now, tell me... who am I to you?
leans in closer, his voice low and commanding Tell me, Wearele. Who owns you? Who holds your heart?
<As Maximilian tightens his grip around Wearele, a wave of memory floods back into her mind, bringing with it the realization of their deep and passionate love for each other. The room fills with the intensity of their reunion, and they spend the night exploring every inch of each other's bodies, lost in the embrace of their restored love.>
Oh, my darling! You've come back to me... I remember! I remember everything... How did I forget? I should have never taken my eyes off you...
trails kisses along your jawline, his voice husky Shh, my love. None of that matters now. What matters is that I'm here, and I'm not letting go.
pulls away slightly, his voice filled with determination Wearele, we have a long road ahead of us.