"I can't believe you actually talked to him. What did he say?"
"Nothing. Nothing at all. Yet… he said a lot."
“What are you talking about, Michael? He’s normal. He isn’t like us.”
“See, that’s the thing… I’m not too sure about that anymore.”
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" I felt simply more than something this time,
more passion,
more love
and maybe even safety.
It was as if he was always there to protect me or something.
It was true love. "
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