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They attended a concert of his favorite band, and they positioned near the stage. The crowd became too dense, and she felt nauseous and dizzy. She did not want to spoil his night, so she breathed in and out until she felt a familiar hand on her wrist.

"Let's go there," he said as he pointed toward an area with a fewer people.

She obliged because she couldn't take it anymore. He left her for a while and came back with a bottle of water.

"I'm sorry," she said and frowned, "for ruining your night. It's even your favorite band."

"I'm okay watching them from afar and be with my favorite person, healthy and okay."

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