Our story wasn’t one of love at first sight. Though maybe it was a little for me. No, it was recognition at first sight. I saw him. And he saw me. Not as I was. Not as some diner waitress, but as me. He saw Emmaline with the gentle soul, and she saw Alexander, the warrior. The good man. It was yin and yang finding each other after years of loneliness and despair. And so our lives merged in the same fashion. It wasn’t violent and fast. It was a melding. A slow transition to be reacquainted with the other half of you. There was a push and pull to our story, highs and lows, ins and outs, but I
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