8″He stared at you, his brows furrowed, lips parting as if to speak, but no words came. His hand ran through his hair in frustration, and he shook his head.
"I... I feel like I know you," He said slowly, his voice hesitant, almost fragile. His eyes searched hers, desperate for answers. "Your face... it’s familiar, but..." He paused, clenching his fists. "Why can’t I remember?"
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