He said something that made her genuinely laugh. He smiled and said, "I knew I could still do that." If I could rent the sun for one day, I would write you little notes in gold of how much I love you on all the leaves in the world for everyone to see. Most of her life had been an endless loop of repetition, filled with the same people, parties, and predictability. Even her dreams had been predictable, and she liked it like that. Now she wasn’t sure what to expect.  | |||||
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