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White wine glasses clinked like remote whispers, the claret ambrosia within providing a tantalizing warmth that revved their inner hearts. The luxurious sofa, resplendent in its velvety layers, became a spiritual theater of dreams and confessions, where they shared their unspoken stories in hushed undertones, their fingers remaining, practically touching, as if by opportunity.

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