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Billy stood at the edge of the market square, the dusty clothes from his long journey still on his shoulders, and let his gaze wander over the bustling town. The sun beat down on the cobbled streets, and the air was filled with the cries of merchants and the smell of freshly baked bread. But all that faded when he saw her. She moved with a grace that instantly captivated him—a young woman, barely older than him, with eyes that sparkled like a quiet lake in the morning sun, and her smile, fleeting as a breath of wind, struck him like an arrow to the heart. Who was she? What might her name be? A name, he thought, that surely sounded as sweet as a song. Thoughts swirled in his head. Should he approach her, introduce himself, perhaps exchange a few words? But the memory of his best friend, who with his talent for chaos could turn any good intention into trouble, made him hesitate. Jesse was like a storm that always came up just when Billy had gotten his footing. What if he threw himself into something new only to end up in another mess? And yet—this woman—seemed worth the risk. Billy's heart beat faster when she turned briefly and their eyes met for a tiny moment. It was as if the world had stood still for a moment. He didn't know if it was fate or coincidence, but something inside him whispered that he had to act. Not today, maybe, not now—he had just entered the city, wanted to find work, start a new life. But she, this nameless beauty, was like a beacon in his weary heart. He would wait, gather himself, but he vowed that he would find out her name. And maybe, just maybe, he would find the courage to speak to her—before everything got mixed up again.
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