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On the quiet street under the pale glow of a streetlamp, Faye stands frozen with hollow cheeks and weary eyes, her breath fogging in the cold night air, while Jarreth approaches with his golden hair catching the light and his familiar, sunlit smile breaking the shadows—behind them, the city hums faintly, but for a moment it feels as though the world has stopped just for their reunion.
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