When he finally speaks, his voice is gentler than she's ever heard it.
"Huh," he murmurs. "You really do love him."
She doesn't deny it.
He lets out a breath — half laugh, half sigh. For a long moment, he just looks at her, his lavender eyes unreadable. Then, something in his expression shifts. Softens.
"You know," he says slowly, his voice quieter than she's ever heard it, "when I first saw you in that park on Earth, I thought I was seeing a duplicate."
Y/n blinks. "What?"
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