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2025-04-24 23:56:57As I changed out of the luxurious silk and into my simple dress, Angus's gaze lingered on me, his expression solemn. I knew what he was thinking about. What he has come to realise. I could sense the weight of his thoughts, the unspoken words that hung between us. I knew that he was thinking about the vast differences between our worlds, the societal boundaries that separated us. To imagine it is vastly different from seeing it.
As I fastened the last button on my dress, I caught his eye, and for a moment, we just looked at each other. I could see the longing in his gaze, the desire to bridge the gap between us. But I also knew that there were forces beyond our control that would not allow it to be easy. I stared at his elegant attire to my very worn out cotton and I gulped in. I'm sure he could see it too, and I wonder if the nature of our relationship would have been any different had I have been of a different status. With a quiet sigh, I tu
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