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2024-10-24 03:10:45As the days turned into weeks, between Alice’s practice, the bonds between Alice, Johnson, Odette, and Fernando deepened. They spent countless evenings together under the stars, sharing stories, laughter, and their hopes for the future. Johnson and Alice found themselves drawn closer, the spark of love igniting in every stolen glance and lingering touch.
One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the river, Alice and Johnson sat on the bank, their fingers intertwined. “Can you believe how far we’ve come?” Johnson asked, his voice soft.
Alice smiled, her heart fluttering at his words. “It feels like a dream. I never thought I’d be here, mastering my powers and… and being with you.”
“I’ve always believed in you,” he replied, turning to meet her gaze. “From the moment we met, I knew you were special.”
Alice felt a warmth spread through her. “A
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