She looked at him, and he could see that she was broken. He had been unkind to her, which was the last thing in the world he wanted.
I'm sorry, he said. But the thing about love is that it doesn't die in one place just because it grows in another.
She looked into his eyes and forgave him his clumsiness.
He looked into her eyes and knew that he was the luckiest man alive.
I'm sorry, he said. But the thing about love is that it doesn't die in one place just because it grows in another.
She looked into his eyes and forgave him his clumsiness.
He looked into her eyes and knew that he was the luckiest man alive.
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