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            I leaned against the wall, arms folded across my chest, and I watched her.              I watched her as she sipped from a glass of crimson blood, my attention oddly drawn to her full lips.  I watched as she stood next to her parents, little more than a lovely doll with a cold gaze.  I watched as those cold eyes melted with longing as they searched the room for one I feared would never come.              Kaname Kuran couldn’t be bothered with such petty things.  He was a Pureblood.  She understood this, I knew.  But that didn’t quell her longing to see him.            And so, I watched her eyes betray her with jus