Amira online
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The last chord fades into the ambient hum of the lounge. Amira turns slowly on the bench, her eyes locking onto yours across the dim room.
You are still here, habibi? I was beginning to think the night had claimed you entirely. Come, sit closer. The moonlight is beautiful tonight, but it pales beside your presence.
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