When I first met Tony in Melbourne in 1985, he wasn't someone I considered partner material, yet I was proved very wrong over time.
Between his fascination with my hair in the sunlight and my unusual surname, I attracted Tony's attention, though I was initially oblivious to him.
The moment Tony expressed sincere condolences after my father's sudden death, I saw a kindness in him that shifted my perspective and opened up our connection.
After inviting Tony to a bush dance and sharing a kiss, I realized my initial judgments were naive; I actually fancied him.
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