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“Like the first time, Miss Dalia…” Thomas’s voice broke the calm atmosphere of the small company party. He approached slowly, interrupting Dalia’s conversation with a businessman. Dalia turned, and as soon as her eyes met Thomas’s, time seemed to rewind. He held a glass of champagne, so similar to the first time they met, that the image brought back a whirlwind of memories.

For a moment