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Anders suddenly felt himself sweating profusely. The evening was windy, and the office usually has a modest temperature as there were air conditioners at almost every corner.
"I can't believe that I am sweating in such weather…" he muttered to himself, looking around for his kerchief. He battled through his suit and pants pocket, but he couldn't find it there. He looked around for it, but still there was none. He was about to groan in frustration when suddenly he felt something press against his forehead.
He froze solid like an ice statue on realizing what was happening. Veil was pressing a handkerchief to his forehead.
He was able to confirm it when he looked down at her and saw her staring at him with worry evident in her sea green eyes.
"Sea green eyes!" He thoughts to himself as he took a closer look at them. They were beautiful. How had he not noticed them until now? Cer
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