It was supposed to be our first meeting, yet I was certain I already knew you...
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"Oh no. Oh no!" The ball flew over the large brick fence, "Hup," a little girl grunted as she jumped from the branch to the brick wall.
"Is this yours?" There was a man on the other side, holding her ball.
"I'm Nina Doyle, age 10. Nice to meet you!" She dropped her ball, taking hold of his hand.
"I'm Andrew Daniels." I know.
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From a long time ago, even before I was born... I loved you in my past life.
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I had always wanted to be Andrew's bride. I was boyish when I was a kid, so being with someone I loved at a warm dining table was something I could only ever dream of. Hillary Simmons died at the tender age of fifteen. Andrew's love who passed away ten years ago... was my past self.
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