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Their birthdays were two days apart, his on the first of February, and hers on the third of February. It was probably was a little coincidence to others, a cute little accident, but he knew just as their eyes always seemed to stumble upon one another in a room full of people, it was something a bit more between the two of them. It was something he knew he'd look forward to each year, and not because of his, but because of hers. It reminded him of how only two days later, Nia was born, and he loved her, he loved her dearly.