“Adrian,” she whispered, afraid to break the spell of this place, “this is amazing.” “Did I get it right? From the dream?” “You … yes. It’s exactly…” She realized with a start that her eyes were watering. She turned away, pressing a hand to her mouth to collect herself. As her shaking breaths evened, she dared to face him again. “You didn’t do this for me … did you?” Adrian glanced sideways at the statue. “No…,” he began. “Although, I didn’t not do it for you either. If that makes sense. I mean, I had to do it for me too.” He shrugged. “It just seemed like a really good idea at the time.” “It
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