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"𝐈 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞..." you started. And now, standing there under the soft glow of the twilight, the words you had long kept hidden bubbling up to the surface, ready to be spoken. As he turned to face you, the light catching in his eyes and a slight quirk in his brow, you knew this was your moment, your cha...