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« The tallest ran his hand through his dark hair, slicking it back. A low, effortless laugh escaped him, and he averted his gaze, sparkling like emeralds, and our eyes met—clung. A sharp, curious, assessing gaze. 

I didn't let it linger too long. I looked away the moment our gazes met, forcing myself to glance back at the crowd, pretending not to have noticed him. And yet, even trying to look away, I couldn't ignore that slight knot in my stomach. »

« TODAY MARKED THE FIFTH ANNIVERSARY OF MY DEATH. »

“A memory can hurt more than any pain. It can haunt you, follow you in every path of your life.”