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[She waited outside on the steps, fingers curling tightly into her dress, head buried beneath her bangs. Frustration grits her teeth, a feeling of absurdity prominent. Why? Why did this happen, after she's already made the promise to herself to prevent this very thing? And it's Conrad of all people.
As he approaches it's his scent, first, that draws her attention. Head rising she watches as he approaches from a distance, a smile set on his face. His scent-- so familiar, and yet...
So very different now.
As he approached, she couldn't force a smile. Not when her heart her so badly. Her eyes were clear, staring straight into his own fixedly.]