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The autumn breeze stole the loose pieces of her hair, lifting them, toying with them, and a beam of soft moonlight sprinkled stardust in her eyes. Those eyes lifted to mine, held tight, and⁠— A car zoomed by. I snatched my hand away from her chest, the moment severed. For the fucking best.
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