But as the cheers erupted and my best friend and his bride made their way through the archway of sparklers, my gaze was fixed on Juliana directly across from me, the sparks in the air caressing her face with light. As Devraj and Isadora passed, her focus fell to me. And stayed there. Even as everyone rushed to the car and yelled and waved goodbye, she remained still, ensnared by my gaze. I wasn’t using glamour. I wouldn’t do that to her. The two of us didn’t move for a moment. I wanted nothing more than to soak in the dawning awareness sliding across her delicate facial features that something
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