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Would he ever stop falling in love with her? Despite all their years together, he still had moments where he felt like a hopelessly lovestruck teenager. Sudden waves of nervousness would hit and wash over him, leaving him like a boatsman adrift. A boatsman adrift with a heart pounding like a crescendoing symphony, incapable of stopping glaring at her.
People liked to say familiarity brought contempt, but growing up with her only made him her greatest admirer. He loved the carefree, sometimes very selfish, karuta freak, teenager Chihaya. He loved the dedicated player he saw practicing a million times, once to get her title, and later to keep it. He loved her as the mother of their children, as his wife.
All of her versions. And she knew it. There was no need to verbalize it.