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she looked at him truly, then. a story to be told—but for what? she trusted the good in him, knew it existed and knew it to be the better part of him,
but it was a man that stood before her, a man prepared to tell the story of a girl. she will be the one to tell me it, she said steadily in turn to him. it was a decision quickly made—but not to avoid. only because she suspected by his tone that… that there was something she could not undo. 
yes—even she understood there was something to it—but more than that, she did not. it is not yours to tell, except for your part in it, and it was another gift she provided to them both then, but especially Nazli.