Sarah and Michael stood side by side by the pool table, the soft click of the balls echoing in the dimly lit bar. The room was filled with laughter and chatter, but in that small corner, only the sound of the game mattered. Michael lined up his shot, his focus intense, but his thoughts were elsewhere—on Sarah, standing just across from him. Sarah’s eyes sparkled as she watched him play, a quiet smile tugging at her lips. Every time their eyes met, a spark passed between them, more electric than any game could be. The table between them was just a game, but the connection they shared was real, deeper than any shot they could make. The night stretched on, the game forgotten in the rhythm of their shared glances and quiet moments. In that bar, with the clinking of glasses and the hum of voices around them, they were lost in each other, the world fading away.
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