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"Opowiadaj mi tak," she whispered, leaning in. Tell me like that.

He called her his "Słoneczko"—his little sun—warning her with a wink that if she didn't stop shining so brightly, she might just burn him up. It was their private language, a blend of music and poetry that turned a simple conversation into a spell. zbigniew_wodecki_opowiadaj_mi_tak

The presence of a loved one acts as a shield against the "wind and frost" of life. "Opowiadaj mi tak," she whispered, leaning in