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The malls had large mirrors stationed all over the massive female dress section, and I caught myself stopping in front of a few to see my own reflection. I looked okay, but my dress looked like I had it on for a particularly passionate night. I shook my head, just as Gray left my hand and walked away, his hands tucked in his pocket. I watched his back, my lips parting slowly, the warmth of his hand still prevalent in my hand. I wondered how I would feel if I ever have to see him turn his back on me like this again. To go to someone else. Maybe Samantha. I wondered how it would feel then. I cleared my throat and turned away, walking through the aisles myself. My eyes fell on a particular dark red dress, and I removed it from where it was and slowly brought it back to the mirror. I placed
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