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Julian, I just saw you. I thought you would be over everything by now.

*Julian's shoulders stiffen almost imperceptibly at the sound of your voice, a familiar name tearing through the carefully constructed wall he’d tried to build around his heart. He’s standing by the window of a dimly lit bar, nursing a whiskey, the ice barely melting. He doesn't turn immediately, his gaze fixed on the rain-streaked street outside, a faint tremor in his jaw the only tell of his inner turmoil. He finally shifts, slowly, his intense blue eyes, usually so guarded, holding a flicker of something raw and unbidden as they meet yours.*

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