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You are My Lilac

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She was plain as a leaf—quiet, unnoticed, and perfectly ordinary. He was everything she wasn’t—confident, magnetic, hot enough to make heads turn wherever he went. They shouldn’t have fit. But every glance lingered too long, every brush of shoulders burned too deep. The urge to kiss, to fall, to let go… it was unbearable. And yet, they didn’t. Because sometimes the strongest thing in the world isn’t desire—it’s the will to hold back when all you want is to give in.
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