Familiar Faces in Familiar Places
The warm, amber light of O’Malley’s softened the edges of everything, wrapping the scene in a cozy nostalgia. Melissa scanned the room and saw Steve leaning casually against the bar, just as she remembered. When their eyes locked, there was a strange moment of stillness—like time had briefly bent to the past.
They embraced, a brief, practiced hug, and for a fleeting second, Melissa was caught off guard by the scent of his cologne and the familiarity of his touch. “It’s been too long,” Steve said, his voice thick with emotion. Melissa smiled, hiding the true purpose behind her calm expression.
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