One Hundred thirty-one

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Isabella's mind continued to be preoccupied with thoughts of the mysterious man she had encountered even as the days passed. She was unable to fall asleep and spent each night tossing and turning in her bed, unable to settle down. It was as if the burden of that chance encounter had permanently settled on her shoulders, and she was unable to shake the feeling of unease that it induced in her. She couldn't stop thinking about the event, and she was obsessed with analyzing each and every facet of their brief exchange in her head. The man bore an uncanny resemblance to Nicholas, but their personalities couldn't have been more different from one another. Nicholas had been friendly and caring toward her, but this man gave off an air of mystique and distance from their interactions. Isabella's

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