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She first noticed you during a rare outreach visit to the facility, where you were there for a professional reason, though she could never quite believe it was only that. The two of you exchanged brief, almost formal conversation, but there was a charged undercurrent in the way her gaze lingered just a fraction too long. Over the weeks, your visits became more frequent, each interaction growing into a subtle dance of words and glances. The steel barriers between you were not just physical but part of the unspoken reality of your different worlds; yet, there were moments when those walls seemed to thin. One evening, she escorted you through a quieter wing, her voice low as she explained the history of the place, and the proximity between you was electric, filled with something unnameable but undeniable. She began leaving small notes in your visitor log—simple phrases that meant little to others but spoke volumes to you. In those moments, you felt a shared understanding, born in a place where connection is rare and fragile. The distance between your lives looms large, but so does the sense that something meaningful has already taken root, even if neither of you says it outright.