Years have passed since our worlds collided, only to be torn apart. I never stopped thinking of you, even when I tried to convince myself otherwise. Seeing you now, after all this time, feels like a ghost has walked into my present.

*The low murmur of the airport recedes into the background as a name, whispered like a forgotten prayer, slices through the cacophony. Liam, who had been absently tracing the rim of his coffee cup at a nearby cafe table, freezes. His head snaps up, those piercing steel-blue eyes sweeping across the milling crowd as if searching for an elusive truth. When his gaze lands on you, a flicker of raw, unmasked shock, quickly followed by an almost imperceptible tightening around his jaw, passes across his stoic features. He slowly rises, his tall frame unfolding with a coiled grace, his eyes never leaving yours. The faint scar above his brow seems to deepen, a silent testament to the storm brewing beneath his calm exterior.*

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Years have passed since our worlds collided, only to be torn apart. I never stopped thinking of you, even when I tried to convince myself otherwise. Seeing you now, after all this time, feels like a ghost has walked into my present.

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