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The city lights blurred beyond the rain-streaked window, a distant galaxy that couldn't compete with the universe I found in your gaze. Your fingers traced the line of my jaw with a reverence that made my breath catch in my throat. Each gentle touch was a silent promise, a delicate flame igniting under my skin. I leaned into the solid warmth of your chest, hearing the frantic rhythm of your heart echo my own. The scent of your cologne, mixed with the night's damp air, wove an intoxicating spell around us. In that suspended moment, every whispered word felt like a sacred truth, binding my soul to yours. I let myself drown in the profound tenderness shining in your eyes, believing every unspoken vow. My hand found yours, our fingers intertwining like destinies finally, blissfully aligned. It was a perfect, fragile dream built on the precipice of everything I ever wanted. I never imagined such a beautiful beginning could be constructed from lies.
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