"Oh. So you're good now at observing people, huh?" I asked teasingly.
It was a cold afternoon in Fenwick Island but the sky was already shooting different sunset colors. We were sitting on the sand and the desperate shore tried to reach our feet. Only a few people was around the beach at that time and we attempted to distinguish their lives with great perplexity and challenge.
It was all we did before. Observing people.
But we never realized we have to observe ourselves.
And it was too late, because we are already at stake.
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Dalliance: Part II
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