Letting Go

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The night was heavy with warmth, the kind that lingered in the air long after the sun had set. The little café in Mexico was alive with the sounds of clinking glasses and soft laughter, a hum of life that seemed to invite possibilities. She had come in, just a traveler passing through, waiting for the bus that would take her to the border the next morning. He had only just arrived for a brief escape, his own reasons left at the door, like a jacket he was no longer willing to wear.
    
    Their eyes met across the room, and in that single glance, something shifted. With a quiet confidence, he approached her, his voice low as he asked, "Would you like to dance?"All Rights Reserved

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Letting Go
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The night was heavy with warmth, the kind that lingered in the air long after the sun had set. The little café in Mexico was alive with the sounds of clinking glasses and soft laughter, a hum of life that seemed to invite possibilities. She had come in, just a traveler passing through, waiting for the bus that would take her to the border the next morning. He had only just arrived for a brief escape, his own reasons left at the door, like a jacket he was no longer willing to wear.
    
    Their eyes met across the room, and in that single glance, something shifted. With a quiet confidence, he approached her, his voice low as he asked, "Would you like to dance?"

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