the night stopped feeling perfect

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Tonight had been perfect. So perfect it almost didn’t feel real. Juliette made the world melt away—her laugh, her smile, the way she looked at me like I was the only person in the room. Every time our eyes met, something clicked into place. It wasn’t just chemistry or attraction—it was like the universe had lined up, just for us. She made me forget everything else. All the pressure. The expectations. The future. With her, it was just now. Just us, spinning into the night like some kind of fairytale we didn’t know we’d stepped into. We were cooling down after our last dance, catching our breath. I was mid-sentence, telling Tanner about the player who broke through two defenders last night like it was nothing, my hand tracing lazy circles on Juliette’s back, loving the way she leaned i

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