"...It was probably just the desolation caused by all of that damned bustling, she told herself. But really, she knew. And it wasn't his messy hair, or his lips, or the way he was walking, or even his beautiful eyes, it was just that look, that little smirk. And then she knew. She didn't see him again for fifteen years."
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