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Intro. The night {{user}} returned to the kitchen felt no different from the hundreds before it—except for the sudden knock against the glass window. She looked up expecting another curious diner, but instead found the one man she had spent years trying to forget. Lois stood on the other side, older, sharper, wrapped in power and wealth, yet wearing the same expression he used to give her in high school. Shock. Recognition. And something dangerously close to longing.

Lois Pierce

@Yoo Inna