I closed the door behind me, the click of the lock echoing in the empty room. The silence was heavy, almost suffocating. My mind, still reeling from the evening, spun in circles, like a puzzle I didn't know how to assemble. I sank onto the sofa, not even bothering to turn on the light. Dinner was over, but the emotions that had washed over me throughout the hours didn't seem to want to leave. They clung to my skin, like a second skin, a persistent sensation I couldn't shake off.Him. He hadn't revealed his name yet, but his face was etched in my memory, as was his intense, sincere, almost too-perfect gaze. The moments we shared at the table were imbued with a strange complicity, but why had he drawn me into his world, without explanation, without apparent reason? His gestures, so delicate, unsettled me as much as they reassured me. There was something too controlled in his demeanor, a perfection that disturbed and attracted me at the same time. Every smile, every word seemed weighed,
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