[ there's something remarkably familiar about the woman in the photo-- enough to make bruce look twice (among other reasons). a part of him feels invasive, as though he's looking at something private that wasn't quite meant for him, but he can't help but stare at the curve of her shoulders, or the way the soft curls of her hair fall along her back. as much as they've had each other's, her identity almost seems unmistakable to him. it's only moments later that he realizes he's been holding his breath. ]
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