She stood still, looking into the coffee shop. Hours passed until he finally got off work. He walked across the street where I was waiting and went into another's arm. He held her close and walked into the night never looking back.
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She stood still, looking into the coffee shop. Hours passed until he finally got off work. He walked across the street where I was waiting and went into another's arm. He held her close and walked into the night never looking back.