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Our first date as a couple.
We were sitting too close in that little café downtown—his arm slung around me, his grin boyish and smug, mine soft and shy. I remembered the way his thumb had brushed over my knuckles under the table, the way he’d looked at me like I was something fragile and rare.
My fingers trembled as I traced his face in the photograph, the glossy paper cool beneath my skin.
His smile looked so alive, so full of promise it hurt to look at it.
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