Things we lose have a way of coming back to us in the end, if not always in the way we expect. - JK Rowling
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(Sabrina)
Sabrina picked up her phone and dialed the one number she had never thought she would actually dial. Her hands were sweaty as she gripped her phone tighter in her palm.
Her heart pounded. She didn't know whether it was from fear or from excitement.
The first time she had seen him was also the last time she had seen him, but she couldn't forget him, or his face, or the feeling she had felt when they came across each other.
And they had never seen each other since.
She knew that it was for the best. Of course, it was. Her brain knew it, but sometimes, her heart still pined for what could have been if he wasn't who he was.
They were from two different worlds,
