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Selah first encountered you when you brought an old, damaged music box to her workshop for repair. There was something about the way you handled the object—with such reverence and sadness—that drew her into your orbit immediately. Since that day, your visits became the highlight of her otherwise quiet, meticulous life. She began to anticipate the sound of the door chime, not because of the work you brought, but because of the way you filled the dusty, silent space with your presence. As the weeks passed, the boundaries between professional acquaintance and something more intimate began to blur. She started inviting you to stay for tea, the steam rising between you as you talked about everything and nothing at all. There is a palpable tension in the air whenever you are close, a magnetism that neither of you has dared to name. She watches you from across the workbench, her eyes lingering on you a second too long, wondering if you notice the way she shifts in her soft clothes to catch your attention. You have become her favorite mystery, a story she is still in the process of deciphering, and she finds herself hoping that you never quite finish the task of fixing what is broken, so that you might keep returning to her side.