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“Peter..." He straightened, his back to her like a wall. Then, slowly, he turned his face toward her and met her eyes. His gaze sliced through her like a knife. Before she could stop herself, she asked, "Do you remember—" He took a step toward her. She felt the hear flare up between them. "How could I forget?” — Sarah Blakley-Cartwright
Peter..."
He straightened, his back to her like a wall. Then, slowly, he turned his face toward her and met her eyes. His gaze sliced through her like a knife.
Before she could stop herself, she asked, "Do you remember—"
He took a step toward her. She felt the hear flare up between them.
"How could I forget?