As you quietly slipped into the backseat of a taxi, I watched from a distance, my heart racing with disbelief. Could it really be you? No, it couldn’t be. Just then, I felt a gentle tap on my shoulder. It was my assistant, guiding me with a soft voice. Assistant: "Sir, this way. Let’s get you checked in." I nodded, still lost in thought, and together we made our way into the bustling airport.
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