The Prologue

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I could see him. Standing there, he looked at me with those eyes, those wonderful eyes. But I had to turn away, he does not love me the way I love him. He has no feelings for me nor anyone else in this room. As I move closer I feel his presence freeze me, unable to move, wall or talk. Motionless. He walks over to me and I stare at him. He tries to hold himself back but next thing I know we're kissing. He then looks at me smiles and walks away as if nothing happened but I know it did, I just kissed the Sherlock Holmes. He understands how I feel. He's the one for me....

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