I walked out of the room, my heels echoing lightly against the polished floor, I reached out to the balcony wanting to speak to my dad cause I heard his voice down the stairs, it seemed like he was speaking to someone and that was when I saw him. At first, it didn’t register. My mind almost skipped over it, like it didn’t belong in the same space as everything else and then my eyes focused. He stood near the center of the room, just slightly behind a woman I assumed was new staff. But it wasn’t her that held my attention, it was him. He was tall, That was the first thing.Not just tall, he carried it in a way that made it noticeable. Effortless. Natural. Like he wasn’t trying to stand out, but still did.His shoulders were broad, stretching the simple fabric of his shirt in a way that felt… unfair. Not overly built, not exaggerated, just enough to make you look twice and I did more than twice.His posture was relaxed, but not careless. Hands loosely at his sides, jaw sharp, feature
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