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[crossinglines]

After school ended that day, Stuart surprised Guinevere by taking her to see the old monastery a few miles away. It had always been one of his favourite places in Sheffield, a nice piece of history to look at and touch. He hoped she could appreciate it too.

"So... Here we are," he grinned, leaving his bicycle by the tree.

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"Where are we?"

Guinevere set her bike down beside his, craning her neck as she looked around. Most of Sheffield was still new to her, and what she knew about it was from trips like this where Stuart showed her around town. She'd only been there for a few months now even though when she was with him it felt like forever.

"I guess no one would ever find us here."