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His hand on her back is like something electric, and being here like this, so suddenly close to him, is enough to make her lightheaded. It’s a feeling like falling, like forgetting the words to a song. “I can’t believe you’re here,” she says, her voice soft. “I can’t believe you found me.” “You found me first,” he says, and when he leans to kiss her, it’s slow and sweet and she knows that this will be the one she always remembers. Because while the other two kisses felt like endings, this one is unquestionably a beginning.
The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight
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