5:17 p.m.

5:17 p.m.

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She didn't believe in coincidences. Not in the kind that repeat every evening at exactly 5:17 p.m. The man by the window never spoke much. He didn't need to. Because sometimes love doesn't arrive loudly. Sometimes, it simply sits beside you... and turns the page.
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