Clara stepped out, pulling a crimson wool scarf tight around her neck. She stopped when she saw him. For a long, agonizing beat, the city's ambient noise—the screech of taxi brakes, the distant chatter of theatergoers, the hum of the electronic billboards—faded into nothing. There was only the sound of their breathing and the heavy space between them.
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"I kept it," Julian whispered, holding it out. "Every day. Every city I went to. It was always you." Clara stepped out, pulling a crimson wool scarf
She looked at the ticket, then looked back up at his eyes. Slowly, tentatively, she reached out. Her fingers brushed against his, sending a familiar spark through his chest. There was only the sound of their breathing