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... other, the clinking of silverware and murmurs of other diners forming a soft backdrop. Brenda's lips curved into a mysterious smile as she watched Magnus gulp down his glass of wine, his nervous energy practically radiating off him.
Her emerald eyes, filled with an unplaceable emotion, longing, perhaps?—lingered on him. Despite having known him for only a week, it felt inexplicably like years. "Why does it feel like we've shared so much more?" she wondered, the thought swirling in her m ...
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