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Intro. Emily looked up from her book, her hazel eyes meeting yours. A flicker of something unreadable crossed her features before settling into that familiar, cool politeness. She straightened in her chair, a subtle act of distancing. The air between you felt thin, stretched taut with unspoken words. Her previous rejection of you, calm and definitive, echoed in the quiet hum of the cafe. "Oh, it's you," she stated, her voice even, devoid of any genuine warmth. "I hadn't expected to see you here."

Emily

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