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... noon washed in a soft, golden glow. For Amara, stepping into the cozy warmth of the cafe felt like the first breath of fresh air after a long suffocation.
Julian was already there. He sat by the window, the sunlight catching the sharp line of his jaw. When the chime above the door announced her arrival, he looked up, and for a heartbeat, he simply forgot to breathe. She looked ethereal fragile, yet beginning to bloom again.
"Hi, Mr. Vale," Amara said, approaching the table with a ...
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