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He was a man of black and white. And she was color. All the color he had.
“You’re dancing on the inside, Ove, when no one’s watching. And I’ll always love you for that. Whether you like it or not.”
Ove had never been asked how he lived before he met her. But if anyone had asked him, he would have answered that he didn’t.
“I just wanted to know what it felt like to be someone you look at.”
But if anyone had asked, he would have told them that he never lived before he met her. And not after either.
