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The First Time Again

Author: Oma
last update publish date: 2026-04-21 22:57:43

She wanted to see him. She wanted to know what 17 years had done to the boy with the gray eyes and the intense stare and the promises he had no business making.

She wanted to know if he had really waited.

She spent the morning getting ready.

It was absurd, she knew. She was not trying to impress him. She was not trying to win him over. She was not even sure she wanted him to like her. But she couldn't help herself. She stood in front of her closet for an hour, pulling out dresses and putting th
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