[His lips tenderly and somewhat longingly brush against hers as his voice grows a bit more quiet and he continues to hold her to him.
The lights seem to dim, and twinkling lights flicker around them. But they're not just lights—they are snowflakes, similar to the ones he once showed her that night almost a year ago...that night when, although questionable, they first opened up to each other to the beginnings of those feelings. The sparkling snowflakes filled with that electric charge drifts and swirls around them, mixing with the blue starflower petals.]
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[His lips tenderly and somewhat longingly brush against hers as his voice grows a bit more quiet and he continues to hold her to him.
The lights seem to dim, and twinkling lights flicker around them. But they're not just lights—they are snowflakes, similar to the ones he once showed her that night almost a year ago...that night when, although questionable, they first opened up to each other to the beginnings of those feelings. The sparkling snowflakes filled with that electric charge drifts and swirls around them, mixing with the blue starflower petals.]