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Chapter Fifty Seven Ask Out

Author: Sam-crowned
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Sarah’s POV

Have you ever listened to someone close to you before? Maybe not close anymore, but someone from your past, heard their story and felt an ache so deep you couldn’t shake it? The kind of empathy that makes you wish life had been kinder to them, that it had shown them the softer side of its heart instead of the cruel one?

That was exactly how I felt for Dave right now.

The restaurant around us was quiet, lit by soft golden lamps that reflected gently off the polished marble floors. It was obvious that even the waiter could sense the tension, the quiet energy hanging in the air, when she approached our table with the order.

I kept my gaze locked on Dave’s eyes. His expression carried years of pain, and I didn’t even notice when the waiter returned. My hand found its way onto his without thinking, a quiet attempt to comfort him.

“I just wish you didn’t have to go through all of that,” I whispered, my voice trembling slightly.

He smiled, but it wasn’t the kind of smile born fro
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