I Found You

He says, “I found you. I’ve been looking for you whole day. They are waiting for us. Let’s go.” He grabs her hand.

She thinks, ‘His hand is warm. The way he holds my hand seems familiar as if someone I know well is holding my hand. I can only feel his hand and my hearbeat. My heart is beating so fast. Who is this guy? How can he touch my hand so naturally?’

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