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~DANTE~ Why can't I stop noticing how beautiful Willow has been recently? Fuck. I can't stop staring at her. I would force myself to look away for a few seconds, and right after, I'm back to gazing at her. Her sweetness was hard to ignore. I'd never met a woman like Willow before. It always amazes me how different she was from everyone else. I've loved Anya for so long that I've never looked at anyone else. But for the first time, another woman has my attention, and it turns out it's her sister. Was it a coincidence? Was there something about both of them that called out to me? It couldn't be. They were both opposite in every damn way. There's not one thing about them that is similar. They're nothing alike. Nothing. So then, why do they both have the power to hold my attention?