A midnight shake

Rose listened intently, her fingers still entwined with Liam's. She could feel the strength and resilience coursing through his hand, a testament to the hardships he had faced. In that moment, she felt a deep sense of admiration for the man before her, someone who had stared danger in the face and emerged stronger.

She leaned closer, resting her head against his shoulder as she laughed "No your are sharing false stories with me, Liam. Your scars are a testament to your bravery and determination. They make you who you are."

Liam wrapped his arm around her, pulling her closer, their bodies fitting together like two pieces of a puzzle. "And who am I to argue with such a beautiful sentiment?" he whispered, his voice tinged with affection.

They stayed like that for a while, finding solace in each other's presence. The scars on Liam's body no longer held an air of mystery; they were part of a shared narrative between them. In Rose's eyes, they represented the strength and resilience that ha