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Those who saw them together couldn't recognize love. They came up with reasons -- perhaps he was rich, perhaps she was gay, perhaps he was
enduringly selfless in bed. They marked the time until she would come to her senses, and when that time passed, they couched their surprise
and disappointment by saying wait. That the only thing they had misjudged was the when and not the what.
She couldn't care less what anyone thought, and indeed, delighted in
exaggerating her affections to dispel any doubt. But for him, her unlikely Adonis, what started out as disbelief turned to amazement,
then to sheer joy, then to pride, and finally back again full circle.
He feared, because it was what he had always believed, that everyone was right. He was too ordinary for someone so luminous, that it was
like forcing the sun into a paper bag.
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