Sitting Alone, Sitting Apart
The girl was sitting one glance at the Whisperers around her. A crowded table and shamefully laughing. The subjects of Her longing. But she sat alone. She saw some of the chatter to stop, some raise their heads to look at the figure entering the room. Others continued, as if oblivious to the lurking sharks. What fueled their conversation...
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