SOS Sign Saved Me from Abuser – Story of the Day

Levi protects Julia when she signals for help from an abusive boyfriend. He invites her into his presidential suite and ensures that she's comfortable. The following day, Levi wakes up with a gun pointed at his head.

Levi was a young CEO and foreigner, temporarily staying in a five-star hotel until he was done with his business in the country.

Bored of staying cooped up in his room, he decided to step out for a stroll.

He was walking out of the lobby of the hotel when he saw a woman with regular jeans and a simple top being forcefully held by a man in a dark hoodie. The tight grip on her arm was well hidden from the eyes of passersby as he led her to the elevators.

Not wanting to get involved, he ignored them and headed past them for the hotel's main entrance when he felt the water bottle in his hand forcefully knocked to the ground.

Before his bottle could roll further away, Levi quickly bent down to pick it up before turning around to see who did it.

"Hey, be careful!" Levi shouted at the woman who brushed against him. He was almost convinced that she had done it on purpose.

He didn't get a response and was a little irritated to see them continue to walk away when he unexpectedly saw her ask for help, shocked to see her glance back with tears in her eyes.

Behind her was her left hand, curved into the well-known sign for help as she balled her fist together and flashed it open and closed.

Before he could think about it a little more, he slowly walked in her direction, trying to catch up with them since they were barely a few feet apart.

The man holding on to the woman had an aggressive face, but Levi didn't care. Ignoring the fear in his heart, he stepped in his path with a smile ready to confront him.

"Excuse me, sir. How do I get to the city center?" Levi seriously asked, pretending to be like the foreigner he appeared to be.

It wasn't his first time there, but most people usually assumed it was because of his different accent.

Devon, the man in the black hoodie holding on to Julia, the woman Levi wanted to rescue, was instantly annoyed, responding in an impatient tone that showed that responding was the last thing he wanted to do.

"Leave the hotel, take a right," Devon quickly responded, shifting to the side to leave.

Julia, the woman he held onto, had a panicked look in her eye. Seeing this, Levi was unwilling to allow the man holding her hostage to leave with her.

"Are you sure? Others said to go the other way," Levi asked again with a genuinely confused expression, one you would find on a tourist who's lost his way.

"Man, just leave me alone. Do whatever you want!" Devon snapped with a groan of frustration under his breath as he tried to leave again, but Levi was waiting for it this time.

"Okay then. Take it," Levi said, tossing his water bottle at him and balling his fists together in a split moment. Before Devon could blink twice, he felt a hard punch against the left side of his face.

Devon, surprised by the sudden attack, fell to the floor.

"Run!" Levi yelled at Julia, immediately pulling her away. Levi ran as fast as he could through the lobby, ignoring the strange looks they got from the people around who had witnessed the small fight that had happened.

Devon, furious and boiling full of anger, scrambled off the ground and chased, yelling after them.

"What are you doing, you freak!"

"What's your problem?" Devon shouted, running after them through the busy lobby, ignoring the hotel guests who stared harder at him than they did when Levi ran past with Julia beside him.

Julia, dressed casually in a white top and jeans, looked relieved as she followed behind Levi. His determination to help her escape from her pursuer echoed in every step he took.

They ran fast until they could find an excellent corridor to hide in. By chance, Levi found a bellboy's uniform beside a full luggage trolley, which Julia dove into.

After a few seconds of utter silence, they were passed when Devon finally arrived in the same corridor, looking around, trying to figure out where they'd gone.

"Damn it!" Devon mumbled under his breath a few seconds after looking without finding any traces of them. Instead of waiting around, he ran through the corridor, his eyes scanning every corner as he made his way to the stairs.

"Are you okay?" Levi asked, approaching Julia when he was sure Devon was too far away to find them.

"I'm fine," Julia nodded, moving out from behind the luggage trolley where she had been hiding, glancing at Levi, who continued to check their surroundings to ensure they hadn't been spotted.

"He's gone," Levi announced with a little more confidence than before as he slowly began to take off the uniform he hurriedly donned.

The moment he was done and turned around to begin walking toward the elevator, he heard Julia speak from behind him.

"Where are we going? I have nowhere to go," Julia said, her voice trembling with fear, uncertainty etched on her face as she looked around and at Levi on the verge of tears.

"We're going to the presidential suite," Levi instantly declared, his tone serious, without hesitating.

"What?" Julia asked, with a profoundly shocked expression on her face. It wasn't that she didn't hear what he said; it was just that she was too baffled to believe he said such words to her.

"You and your boyfriend are staying here too, right?" Levi sought confirmation as he slowly began pulling her toward the elevator.

"Yes," Julia responded, vigorously nodding her head even though Levi couldn't see the expression on her face as he walked behind her.

"So, come on, let's go," A little urgency laced in his words as he gently pulled Julia along, worried that Devon might still be nearby.

As they navigated the hotel's intricate pathways, Julia's thoughts echoed with a self-assured whisper.

"This handsome, rich man surely likes me. This means he has completely fallen into our trap," she said with a wry smirk as she walked behind him, allowing him to lead her to his presidential suite.

"Quickly come in!" He told her, watching her enter before locking the door firmly after them.

Once inside, Levi acted quickly with haste and precision, arranging his scattered belongings and safeguarding his bag of money and Rolex watch in a secure box.

Turning to Julia, Levi observed the slight panic still in her eyes.

"Please sit down. I'm sure you're tired," he urged, realizing how stressful the whole episode must have been on her.

The bruises on her arm were evident, and even without hearing the whole story, he could tell that the man she needed to run away from was most likely her abusive boyfriend from how closely he held her.

Julia took a seat, her mind racing with excitement as her eyes darted around the luxurious surroundings around her. It was unlike anything she had ever seen before in a hotel room.

"It's so beautiful here. I've never been in a place like this," Julia said with excitement, her eyes glancing through every corner of the lavishly furnished hotel room, unable to hide how impressed she was.

Yet, regardless of everything else, her eyes lingered the most on the safe in the corner where she had seen Levi stash his money.

"Yeah, it is beautiful. That's what the hotel brochure promised," Levi confirmed with a smile.

The suite indeed lives up to the promise of being a home away from home, he thought as he looked around, trying to see it from a new perspective.

A few seconds of silence passed between them as they both looked everywhere else but at each other, until Julia decided to speak.

"Thank you for everything," Julia said, expressing her heartfelt gratitude.

"Oh, it's fine," Levi instantly responded, shaking his head to show that her presence was fine with him. He hesitated just when he was about to say more when Julia continued.

"Do you mind if I sleep here on the couch tonight?" Julia asked shyly, avoiding eye contact in a way that showed how difficult it was for her to make such a request.

"Of course. You've been through so much today, so—" Levi began to respond, only to suddenly pause and turn towards the bedroom.

"You know what, wait a minute," Levi told her before leaving abruptly and heading straight to the bedroom.

Levi was barely gone for a few seconds when Julia pulled out her phone, cautiously checking to ensure Levi wasn't on his way back.

Swiftly, as quickly as she could, she initiated a video call, holding her phone in her hand.

"Well, how is it going?" A male voice on the other end of the call asked. Devon's voice was that of the man Julia pretended to need help escaping from.

"I'm in room 410. I saw a lot of money in the safe," Julia whispered back in a low tone, scared Levi might hear her. Her eyes beamed with excitement as she fixed them on the safe.

"Baby, we did it! Our plan worked," Devon's excited voice could be lightly heard.

"Show me the room," Devon hurriedly demanded through the video call, curious to see the room.

Immediately, Julia followed his command, using the back camera to give him a glimpse of the suite.

"Oooh, this is nice! We've got a rich tourist," Devon exclaimed with excitement.

"Quiet!" Julia sharply whispered, worried they might be heard.

"He'll be back any second," Julia warned Devon.

"Listen to me very carefully!" Devon responded with a stern order of his own.

"As soon as he falls asleep, open the room for me, and I will empty the safe."

"Yeah, I got it, okay," Julia hastily responded. Devon was just about to say more when Julia stopped him the moment she heard the sound of the bedroom door.

"He's coming," She hurriedly told him, hanging up that exact second.

By the time Levi got back out, she was standing on her feet, trying to act as calmly as she could as he walked toward her.

"Oh, sorry to keep you waiting. My bedroom is at your service," Levi told her with a courteous smile. He had just finished cleaning up everything to ensure the place was comfortable for her to live in.

A flash of panic instantly surged through Julia when she heard Levi's words.

"It's okay. I'll sleep on the couch," she quickly responded, glancing at the distance between the safe and the door, knowing that the couch was where she needed to be.

"No, I insist. It would be best if you got a good night's sleep, and you can only do that on this king-sized bed," Levi insisted, refusing to let her sleep on the couch.

"Don't worry; I'll sleep on the couch," Levi continued, but Julia was unwilling to let it go.

"You've already helped me, and I don't want to be too pushy," Julia told him, shaking her head to show her reluctance to sleep inside the room.

After a few seconds of silence, she was passed with Julia, waiting for him to accept, only to hear words that made her tremble in fear.

"I understand. That will send your plan down the drain," Levi told her, and Julia instantly panicked, thinking he knew of her plan.

"What are you talking about?" she asked, trying to appear as composed as possible in case he sounded her out.

"Well, you plan to find a nice guy and build a happy family," Levi replied with a kind expression.

"Let me make you feel good," Levi told her, looking at her with a more intense gaze than before, which caught her off guard as he refused to allow her to sleep on the sofa.

"You probably haven't had that in years," he remarked, insisting she take the bed instead. To Levi, Julia was his guest, and after all she went through, there was no way he would allow her to sleep on the couch.

The plan is going down the drain. There's no way to get to the safe, Julia thought, her mind a turbulent sea of conflicting emotions. The high-stakes gamble she had embarked upon with Devon now seemed like a risky tightrope walk.

Still, no one has ever cared for me like this before, Julia pondered, looking around the lavishly furnished room.

Her dazzling surroundings were nothing like the ones she was used to. Even Levi's kindness to her was unlike any she had ever experienced in all the tattered relationships she had ever known.

"I won't bother you, so get some rest," Levi told her, leaving Julia in the bedroom and going to the living room in the suite.

When Levi was gone, Julia wrestled with a storm of conflicting thoughts as she instantly jumped onto the bed and quickly called Devon.

"Devon, this isn't going to work," Julia worriedly informed him in a low tone as if the walls themselves were eavesdropping.

"He'll be sleeping on the couch by the front door and sent me to the bedroom to sleep."

"Is that a problem?" Devon's voice crackled through the phone, great impatience evident in his tone.

"Isn't it?" Julia responded, the confusion on her face showing the complexity of the situation she found herself in.

"You idiot!" Devon's rebuke echoed through the receiver. "The tourist is supposed to spend the night in bed with you!"

"How do I manage that?" Julia asked again, a little more confused than before.

"How? I mean, show him your signs; you're a woman. I'm sure you know how to lure a man into a bed," Devon instructed, but he was barely done speaking when Julia flared up in anger.

"I can't believe you're saying this! You're going to set me up with a stranger for money?" Julia asked him, with a suspicious look as her voice resonated through the room. A little relieved that she had closed the door beforehand.

But instead of getting the soothing words she expected, she was heartbroken to hear his following words.

"You'll do anything for money," Devon responded coldly before hanging up, leaving Julia stunned with a realization that she was a mere pawn in Devon's relentless pursuit of wealth.

The thought of it left quite a bitter taste in her mouth as she stared at her phone screen, which had gone entirely dark the moment the call ended.

I'm used to him using me, but this takes the cake, Julia thought to herself, feeling something break within her, digging her nails into the sheets and stopping the tears in her eyes from dripping down her cheeks.

After a few minutes of trying to control her turbulent emotions, she gathered herself together and removed her jacket until only her top was left.

I have to do as he says. I can't abandon him, Julia thought as she stepped out of the bedroom searching for Levi.

She didn't have to search long before spotting him working on his laptop on a table in the large dining area of the suite.

"I can't sleep," Julia told him the moment she got to where he was, standing a few steps away as she wrapped her arms around herself with a vulnerable aura around her.

Levi didn't hesitate to drop whatever he was doing, getting to his feet when he heard her speak.

"Oh, it's probably because of stress. I'll help you run a bath," Levi responded. He was about to move toward the bedroom when Julia stepped in his path to block him.

"I'm afraid to be alone," Julia confessed, and Levi responded to that, too, with nothing but a caring look in his eyes as he looked at her. He only wanted to care for her without making her uncomfortable.

"Okay, let me turn on the Nightlight or light some candles," Levi suggested his gestures in an attempt to dispel the shadows that loomed. However, Julia, frustrated by the complexities of her predicament, quickly stopped him before he left.

"Why don't you spend the night with me?" Julia straightforwardly asked him.

For a few seconds, Levi hesitated momentarily, his gaze flickering between uncertainty and understanding.

"Sorry, I feel like—" Levi began, attempting to articulate his words in the best way possible, only to hear Julia slowly start to speak, expressing her deep-seated fear of Devon.

"I feel like he's always around me, and as soon as I close my eyes, he sneaks up on me and grabs my hand," Julia told him with her face plastered to the ground, not knowing his reaction.

What she wasn't expecting was to get a response a few seconds later.

"Okay," Levi nodded, agreeing to stay with her. The dynamics of their interaction became a delicate dance between trust and caution.

"Wait for me in bed; I'll be right back," Levi told her, his reassurance a balm to the uncertainty in the air.

Julia, in response, offered a genuine smile before walking to the room to wait for the comfort Levi seemed willing to offer in the luxurious cocoon of the presidential suite.

Of course, he couldn't refuse to take advantage of me, Julia thought as she returned to the bedroom.

She heard him walking out through the door and locking it behind him, and she instantly sighed as she lay on the bed and waited for him to return.

He probably went to get a —, but the thought had barely popped into her head when she heard him return.

Julia was lying face down on the bed, but instead of trying to get up, she continued until she heard him walk in through the bedroom door.

"What is that?" she mumbled under her breath the moment she heard the sound of his footsteps, followed by the sound of something else she was unfamiliar with.

Julia was shocked to watch him roll in a full trolley of food. He had a massive grin as he rolled it towards the bed.

"If you can't sleep, then we're just going to stay awake. To do this, we need all of this," Levi declared, showcasing an array of food he had ordered.

The room transformed into a haven of indulgence as Levi lit candles that came with it, the soft glow flickering in the dimmed atmosphere.

Julia was shocked to see how much Levi cared about her as she watched him slowly fill two plates with different kinds of fruits in the vast food bowl.

"For the first time, I'm not a doll in Devon's hands. I can't believe someone cares this much about me," Julia thought, her eyes tracing Levi's movements as he arranged the food.

She couldn't stop staring at his face and how he seemed to pay attention to what he thought she would like. For Julia, never before had a man treated her in such a kind and caring way.

Little by little, they slowly learned more about each other over appetizers, dinner, and dessert. The wine flowed for hours between them, and after the conversation died out, they both moved to play different kinds of games.

The goal was not to sleep and stay awake together, but after a few rounds of playful pillow fights, both finally fell back on the bed, exhaustion evident in their every move.

Their bellies were full, and even if neither wanted to admit it, they were both tired.

Levi stared up at the ceiling, the walls dancing with shadows of the flames from the red candles he lit up on the table, delighted to be precisely where he was, as he tried not to stare at Julia even if he could feel her eyes on him.

"What would have happened if I hadn't met you tonight?" Julia suddenly asked with a huge grin, her eyes reflecting a joyful spark as she turned to Levi, who sat beside her on the bed, his gaze still on the roof.

White feathers from the pillow fight they just had covered everywhere. From the bed to most parts of the floor.

Some even got stuck to Levi's hair, and although Julia was tempted to help him remove them, she realized that she enjoyed watching him lie with hair stuck complete with feathers.

"I wouldn't have made you pretend to be a suitcase in the elevator," Levi responded a playful banter enveloping them in shared amusement. Their laughter echoed in the room, making the both of them roll a little in the bed.

When their eyes met, they had just finished laughing, and an unspoken connection formed. The tension in the air slowly became heavy as Levi reached out to touch her hand, unable to resist any longer.

Instead of pulling her hand away, Julia allowed him to hold it, watching with anticipation as he leaned closer.

An unspoken desire in their eyes as their lips met in a gentle kiss.

The layers of complexity on each of their shoulders seemed to momentarily fade away as they embraced the simplicity of the stolen moment.

The following day unfolded in the presidential suite, a serene contrast to the tumultuous events of the previous night.

The sun lightly streamed in from the window, lighting up the room where Julia and Levi slept side by side, fully dressed.

Burdened by her choices, Julia was the first to wake up, glancing at the still-sleeping Levi.

The morning light filtered through the luxurious drapes, bathing the room in a gentle glow, but Julia couldn't help the slight frown at the corners of her lips.

The longer she stared at Levi's still sleeping figure, the more anxiety she felt as she realized that it might be the last time she ever got to see him.

However, the fragile peace was shattered when Julia, with a sad look, shifted her gaze to the door as she slowly got off the bed.

But her eyes had barely landed on the bedroom entrance when she instantly recoiled in terror.

In the quiet of the morning, the unexpected specter of Devon loomed in the room, casting a chilling shadow over everything in it.

"Why didn't you open the door for me?" Devon harshly whispered, his voice slicing through the calm air.

Julia caught off guard, stammered a response as she watched him draw closer to her, her mind scrambling for an explanation.

"You let me down. I had to steal the card from the maid," Devon declared, his grip on her arm uncomfortably tight.

"I'm sorry," Julia winced from the pain, apologizing at the same time without saying a word more as she watched Devon open the bag of money at his feet, revealing the fruits of their plan.

"We'll talk more at home," Devon stated, showing her the significant amount of money in the bag.

"We made a big score; now it's time to run!" he proclaimed, closing the bag. Julia refused, stubbornly shaking her head as her eyes darted towards Levi, still peacefully oblivious to the unfolding drama in his suite.

"I don't want to go. I don't want to run anymore!" Julia told him, refusing to follow him.

Devon couldn't hide how he felt as he glared heavily at her, grabbing her arm again, tighter this time around.

"Why not?" he asked, even if it was obvious that he didn't care.

"I don't want to steal again. I don't want to steal from him. Levi is a good man, and I love—" Julia told Devon, but he wasn't listening.

"You didn't say that yesterday. You sleep with him, and suddenly, you change your mind. I didn't know you were such a wh—"

"Devon!" Julia yelled before he could finish what he was about to say.

"I'm not going with you. I don't want to follow you around anymore!" Julia said, repeating herself, but this time around, Devon was beyond pissed.

"Are you out of your mind? I said, "Let's go!" Devon bellowed, his frustration manifesting in his forceful actions.

Forcefully, he pulled her towards the bedroom door and, subsequently, the main exit, the struggle echoing through the hallway.

But they had just gotten past the entrance of the bedroom when Levi's loud voice echoed from behind them.

"Let her go!" Levi's voice, filled with righteous anger, cut through the air.

The abrupt confrontation he heard jarred him from his slumber, and in a moment of disorientation, he rushed out of the room, fully awake and very surprised to see Devon in his suite.

Fueled by avarice, Devon didn't continue to drag Julia, while Levi, now fully aware of the situation, rushed towards him to block him from leaving.

He stood his ground, determined to ensure that Devon didn't leave with Julia, only to be stunned when he unexpectedly glanced at Devon's wrist, staring intently at it.

"My watch!" Levi exclaimed, freezing to a complete stop.

The realization was like a physical blow when he noticed his watch on Devon's wrist.

"Give it back!" Levi demanded, the simple order reverberating through the entire suite; still, instead of doing as Levi asked, Devon smirked and brought a gun from behind him, pointing it directly at Levi.

Stunned by the sudden events, Levi faced the barrel of Devon's gun with disbelief and resignation.

"Are you robbing me?" Levi's question hung in the air, a desperate attempt to make sense of the unfolding chaos. Devon, unflinching, brandished the stolen bag of money as confirmation of the betrayal.

"Not me. We are!" Devon retorted, thrusting the bag towards Julia, who accepted it with a conflicted expression.

"You're with him?" Levi's voice quivered, the shock evident in his eyes as he confronted Julia, who stood beside Devon, an unexpected ally in the grand heist. She, the damsel he had rescued, was now holding the spoils of their ill-gotten gains.

"You're such an idiot. You thought she was with you for real?" Devon's scornful remark cut through the air, the weight of betrayal settling in the room like an uninvited guest.

"I could see in your eyes that you were starting to have feelings too," Levi's words, tinged with disappointment, addressed Julia directly.

Julia's gaze dropped, unable to withstand the accusatory look from the man who had offered her refuge. She didn't want to do as Devon said, but the truth was so clear that there was no explanation she could do that could make it right.

"Feelings?" Devon scoffed, dismissing any notion of genuine connection with a sinister smile. The suite, adorned in luxury, transformed into a stage for the unraveling drama of deceit and double-cross.

"What are you talking about?" Devon mocked, reveling in the chaos he had orchestrated.

"Levi!" Julia's desperate plea hung in the air; her attempt to explain drowned out Levi's steely glare. The room, once a haven, now witnessed the fracture of trust, the shards of connection scattered across the carpeted floor.

"Take whatever you want. Go away!" Levi's voice, laced with disappointment, resonated in the room. Devon, seizing the opportunity, forcefully led Julia out of the suite, the gun a silent reminder of his power.

After the door closed behind them, Levi was left behind with nothing but an empty safe and a bare wrist stared hard at the door for hours, even after Julia had gone.

I thought we had a connection, but I guess I was delusional. I can't believe she came to rob me, Levi thought to himself, not knowing whether to mourn for the money he lost or the lover that was never his.

In the wake of the betrayal, Levi still sat on the edge of the bed hours later; his eyes clouded with the weight of disbelief and heartache when he heard a knock on his door.

A hesitant knock that disrupted the silence he badly craved. At first, Levi ignored it, lost in his despair. However, curiosity prevailed, and he rose to answer the door. The shock on his face was palpable when he found Julia standing on the other side.

"You! What are you doing here?" Levi's voice, laced with bitterness, cut through the air as he glared at her. Julia, tears welling in her eyes, seemed burdened with remorse.

"I wanted to give you something back." Her words held a fragile sincerity as she extended the bag of stolen money. Levi, refusing to accept the tainted offering, remained stoic.

He watched as defeated Julia placed the bag on the ground, symbolizing their broken trust.

"How did he let you go?" Levi's voice softened, genuine curiosity replacing the initial hostility.

"He didn't. I turned him into the cops myself."

Levi's confusion lingered, evident in the furrow of his brow. "Why would you do that?" he asked, his tone revealing a complex mix of emotions.

"So you could forgive me," Julia responded, tears streaming down her face.

"I don't want to forgive you," Levi's words hung heavily, a stark declaration of his wounded heart, unwilling to let her in again.

"You don't understand. He's been making me do this for years. I couldn't say no," Julia pleaded, her desperation tinged with slight panic as she desperately stared at his face.

Levi, unmoved, countered her plea. "Don't play the victim. You're a thief, just like him. You could have turned your boyfriend to the police a long time ago and be free!" he yelled at her with a pissed-off expression on his face.

The fact that everything they had together had been a lie from the beginning made him furious, and it was hard for him to keep it in.

"You and your boyfriend used me. There's nothing more to it."

"Devon is not my boyfriend," Julia confessed, a revelation that twisted the narrative Levi thought he knew.

"Well, who is he?" Levi's face bore an expression of genuine inquiry. The least he deserved was to know the identity of the person who robbed him at gunpoint.

"He's my brother. The only person I've ever had in this world," she responded; her confession carried the weight of a lifetime of shared struggles, her tears mirroring the pain etched on Levi's face.

"Maybe now you understand why I couldn't," Julia murmured, leaving Levi grappling to understand her motives.

After a few moments of stone-cold silence, Julia turned away, heading towards the reception to leave the hotel with tears in her eyes.

I'm alone, but I deserve it, was all she could think of as she wiped her cheeks dry.

After her conversation with Levi, each step towards the door carried the weight of her choices. The echoes of a shattered family and the love she just lost before it had a chance to grow.

On getting to the main entrance, Julia had just reached for the doorknob when a sudden grip on her arm made her pause. Turning, she found Levi behind her, his eyes reflecting a mix of determination and love. His unexpected yet strangely comforting presence wrapped around her like a shield in the storm of emotions.

"You're not alone," Levi's words, delivered in a gentle whisper that offered solace. His arms encircled her, creating a haven amid the chaos. At that moment, the tension in Julia's shoulders began to ease, and the tears hidden behind her eyes began to fall as she found refuge in Levi's embrace.

Levi's promise echoed in Julia's ears, a pledge to protect and cherish forever.

"You have me now, and I promise I'll never hurt you. I won't let anyone hurt you either." The sincerity in his voice resonated, gradually eroding the walls of doubt that Julia had built around herself.

Levi's grip became an anchor for her, grounding Julia in her unexpected reality. Her loving gaze met Levi's unwavering eyes and a bridge was built between two souls in love.

"I need your help; I'm missing my other half," Levi seriously confessed, a glimmer of a smile beneath the surface.

In a spontaneous burst of emotion, Julia closed the distance between them, her lips finding Levi's in a fervent kiss. It was a kiss that marked the beginning of something uncharted.

As their connection deepened, the world seemed to transform.

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