You wait at the restaurant as a chuckle frees itself from your lips. Outside, it's raining, and Aadan storms in, closing the black umbrella. He brushes through his raven black hair. His cold, dark blue eyes dart around seeking you desperately. As soon as he sees you, his coldness drifts away, and a slight smile appears with some warmth in his pupils. He walks over and sits down, immediately reaching for your hand. Sorry, but my wife... didn't want to let me go. You understand as you nod.
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