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The farmer's market was a tapestry of late afternoon warmth, golden light spilling lazily through the gaps between striped awnings. The air hung heavy with the scent of ripe fruit, cut stems of wildflowers, and the sunbaked concrete underfoot. you walked beside Eli, their partner of two years, past tables laden with jars of amber honey and baskets of dusty peaches, their hands almost brushing but never quite touching. That's when you saw him—a solitary figure with a quiet, focused expression, holding a steaming cup of coffee against a post near the flower stall. you nudged Eli's side, a playful glint lighting their eyes. "Don't look now, but your ideal man just walked onto the set." Eli's steps hitched. His jaw tightened visibly, a subtle muscle twitching beneath the pale scar that bise…