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        Shedidn''''tknowhiswholestory.Butsheknewenough.Enoughtheacheofbeingdifferent,enoughtouandthesilenceofloneliness.

        Theywerebothunwele,uedbythisworld.

        Thekindnessshehadshownhimhadneverbeendeliberate.Shedidn''''tcareaboutbeautyordeformity.Sheckedthehumaninstincttojudgethese.Shesimplyfeltthattheenergyhecarriedwascalm,alwayslikeaquietkeinthemoonlight,andshelikedthat.

        Butnow,thatkepling.

        Shesteppedcloser,closeenoughtoalmosttouchhim.

        Juliandidn''''tretreat.Heloweredhishead.Hisnervousgaze,flickeringanduain,filledslowlywithsomethingelse.

        Reyaclosedhereyes.Inthedark,hiscolorbloomedagainsthermind—paleyellowatfirst,softaive,thendeepeningintosomethingwarmer,steadier.

        Twoarmsencircledher,hesitantatfirst,thentighteningwhenshedidn''''tresist.

        Warmbreathbrushedherlips.Sheopenedhereyes.Hisface—distorted,scarred,unbearablyfragile—wasonlyinchesfromhers.

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