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It wasn’t the starlet’s appearance that caught Kyle’s attention, but the figure of another, slender and willowy girl stepping into view. Neon lights gleamed and played on strands of honeyed brown tresses, entrancing Kyle as Ophelia entered further inside. If he hadn’t been watching her, so transfixed by the sweet, ethereal beauty only she could conjure for as long as he knew her, he wouldn’t have believed it to be true. But it was. She really was there, in the same room as he, after so long since he had last seen her. Though now she was slowly striding away from his sight, and just as his eyes followed her, so did his feet. Just her walking, the way her long hair fell down around her shoulders, the sight of her bare, smooth legs in that form-fitting dress was enough to get his heart racing. Foolish or not, Kyle had to talk to her. Ophelia’s back was to him when he finally came to stand behind her, his pulse skipping beats like crazy despite the casual and smooth way he addressed her,

Her new acquaintance (to call Madison a friend yet seemed to be a little too charitable even for Ophelia to claim) had swore up and down that a party was exactly what she needed. The witch knew it was playing with fire, coming here. It was Kyle’s school. A sorority party. Not KLG’s sister sorority, though, which had given her some flimsy hope that he might not be there. The other part of her agreed to go to the party because she might get the chance to see him. Also, someone needed to look after Madison. The buddy system was especially important for their kind.

It would figure that just as soon as they’d entered, Madison had found herself some clingers who could show her where the booze was and Ophelia got lost in the shuffle behind them. Well, the house wasn’t even as big as their own home at the Academy. She’d find the blond sooner or later. For now, she just had to manage herself in this crowd. She wants a quiet corner.

What she finds is Kyle. Rather, he’s found her. It had to be some kind of record. In under five minutes, he has picked her out of a crowd. The loud voices of party-goers and the sledgehammer dance track are pounding in her ears, but she can hear Kyle through it. Ophelia turns on her heel and finds herself face to face with her ex-lover. Those deep brown eyes fixed right on hers with no shame.

Her heart fills. In a split second, it swells all the way. It’s her memory plays for her every moment of their relationship -- all the way up to the end of it and that’s when the swelling of her heart begins to hurt. There’s no way to let that love out. She broke up with him. For his own good. He had no idea.

Ophelia | The Lumineers