That woman's door didn't open for a very long time. In front of her dusty doorstep she found invitations to two very different worlds. A person who came near by her like a breath of fresh air, and a person who blocks the gusts from her like a shelter in a storm.
For the first time, that woman grows afraid of her own desire to open her door.
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