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... p> That same wave of attention—the double takes, the half-whispered comments, the heads turning just long enough to make it obvious.
Back then, it was because Val was Val.
Now, it was because she looked like this—standing beside me in a soft cream blouse tucked into dark jeans, her hair loose, her chin tilted just slightly up, every step measured like she owned the place.
Maybe she didn’t care about the stares. Maybe she did.
But if I had to guess, she was enjoyin ...
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