[There's a violent flutter in her chest, her already full heart skipping several beats as she meets that gaze of his, that intensity and the meaning behind it settling like a weight in her stomach and sending a heat racing through her.
They have indeed talked about this before, but to see it like this, a thought somehow manifested into the glass that they have shaped together, she does wonder...]
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They have indeed talked about this before, but to see it like this, a thought somehow manifested into the glass that they have shaped together, she does wonder...]
... I think I still might.