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I was right, I saw that girl.

She was a regular customer there. She was short, with long hair. She always had a jacket, and a addictive smile.

She would make you happy, and that's what I liked about her. But I still didn't knew, why I couldn't recognise her.

I tried hard, and then my mind came up with a name, Talitha. She was with me in the orphanage. Was that her?

To conformed, I just looked into her ID. She was a student too. And yes, she was that same Talitha.

This should be a dream, because we all missed her a lot. She was adopted soon, and after that, we had no contact.

I wanted to ask her a lot of things, but I was unable to do that. Would she even recognise me?

I was thinking about all this, that's when I saw her, approaching me.

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