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... moved casually, the worry in his eyes was clear. His coat fluttered a bit in the breeze, and his reddish-gold hair was messy.
And despite the chaos of her day, he still looked like someone who had just walked out of a beautiful painting.
"Hey," he said, slightly breathless as he stopped in front of her. "I’ve been trying to reach you. Is everything okay?"
Emerald blinked, momentarily unsure how to start. "Yeah... no. Kind of."
He gave her a tilted smile. "That’s ...
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