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- A tear touched my cheek.
- He rose from his seat, walked over to the table behind that had a half bottle of Sassicaia waiting. I watched him pour some into a glass then walk back to me with one hand gently tucked in his pocket like we were in the middle of a casual conversation.
- He brought the glass to the seam of my lips. I only glared up at him without moving my lips an inch.