73 Delicate Lips

As Linda stood in front of the mirror, bathed in the soft glow of the chandelier light, she adjusted her black lingerie. It had been two weeks since Olivia's death, and with Vladimir's support, she had managed to navigate through the stages of grief. He had been relentless in his care, never leaving her side even when she tried to push him away. As she brought her hand to touch her delicate lips, she heard the sound of the bathroom door opening. Vladimir slowly approached her from behind, his presence bringing a sense of comfort. He wrapped his arms around her small waist, drawing her closer to him. Linda leaned into his warm embrace, feeling his reassuring presence enveloping her. He leaned closer, pressing gentle kisses at the back of her neck, sending shivers down her spine. She slowly turned around, a smile gracing her lips as she raised her eyes to meet his, taking in his disheveled hair. Standing on her toes, she pushed her body forward, pressing her lips against h