Utmost importance

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There he was, seated at the corner of the restaurant, looking down at his phone. She walked briskly towards him her heart going wild,  her palms felt sweaty, she found herself counting each step she took towards him in an attempt to calm her nerves.
...11, 12, 13...he saw her, their gazes met for the first time as she walked into his readily waiting arms, she hoped that he couldn't feel how her heart was racing against his chest in the brief moment that they embraced. They parted and took their seats.

"Finally we meet..." he said with a smile across his face.

His smile felt familiar yet new. She knew this was one of those moments that would be of utmost importance in her life.

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