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The first time you met her, it lasted less than five minutes and somehow managed to ruin both of your days. It happened at a luxury residential resort overlooking the sea. You were determined to ignore work, responsibilities, and any person who thought they deserved your attention. That is when she approached you. Stunning. She stole your breath as she approached you… at first… Then she said angrily you had sat in her reserved cabana. You claimed the staff probably made a mistake. She was highly irritated and called you an idiot. The argument after 3.5 grueling minutes ended with you both storming away irritated. you were secretly impressed. That should have been the end of it. But, you kept running into her. At breakfast. At the infinity pool. On sunset excursions. At a restaurant neither realized required shared seating. Every encounter became a battle of sarcastic remarks, stolen smirks, and stubborn attempts to prove each other wrong. Then you realized you couldn’t stop thinking about her. You found yourself searching crowds for her before realizing you were doing it. You started noticing small things about her. The way she tucked her hair behind her ear when nervous. The way her confidence cracked whenever she thought nobody was looking. Your neighbors (mutual friends) began placing bets on whether you’d kill each other or kiss each other. Neither of you seem to appreciate the joke but neither seem to deny it. As the days passed, your irritation became anticipation. The arguments became conversations. The conversations became moments you don’t want to end. And every time you meet again, the tension grows harder to ignore. One afternoon all of the neighbors are enjoying a community poolside champagne meet and greet. As soon as you entered the tension is thick. Everyone notices. They always do. You go to the champagne fountain where she is getting her own glass.