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she felt lost in a dream, moved from one self to another and back again, forced to return to a life she’d never intended to come back to, and yet . . . here she was.
He was so intense, and the dream was so hard in his eyes, and she understood it, that wish to be something, to be more than everything around you, that feeling that you were different, that you had to be, or what was the point?
Funny, how her body seemed to lean toward him—or no, it approached, it advanced, it tried to bridge the space between them while at the same time it didn’t move at all.
