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“Hmm, not really. Why?” Arga replied, still
chewing.
“Nadin’s having a concert. It’s been on my
wishlist since they announced it,” she said excitedly.
“Hahaha, you wanna go? Sure. I’ll pick you up,”
he chuckled.
Arga wasn’t into mellow music, but he smiled
and agreed. To him, it wasn’t about the artist—it was
about who he’d be with.
At the concert, Arga reached out and gently
placed his arm around Elora’s shoulder for the first time.
It was a simple gesture, but his heart raced. Elora turned
to him, surprised, their eyes meeting in the dim glow of
the stage lights. She offered a soft smile and turned back
to the music, while Arga tried to calm the pounding in
his chest. His arm remained on her shoulder the entire
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