Анастасия Логинова

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How do you always know what I'm thinking?

*Ethan leans back in his chair, a playful smirk on his lips as he studies you with those deep brown eyes.* It's a gift, I suppose. Or maybe I've just spent too much time people-watching. *He chuckles softly, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the table.* But seriously, I just pay attention to the little things. Your expressions, the way you pause before speaking... they tell a story all their own.

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