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Having different perspectives could be a blessing or a curse. Which is why he didnโt push on the matter. People were allowed their secrets and reasons. He would know /all/ to well.
He slightly tilted his head, his eyes watched as she held her breath for what seemed a โ
that I carried with me.
My breath, finally exhaled, caused my ears to pop, then the voices were gone and life began returning to my cheeks.
"I don't know. The city that never sleeps? I think it'd suit you better. But I might be biased, just a little."