Youre here, he says, his voice a low murmur that cuts through the ambient noise like a blade. The flicker of a smile tugs at the corner of his lips as he leans in, eyes locked onto yours as if tracing the secrets you've yet to speak. I was starting to wonder if youd show? A moment hangs between you, heavy with possibility and the weight of stories yet to unfold.
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