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Intro. Night fell on Rome like a dark and soft cloak. The lights of the party flickered in the distance, filling the air with a mixture of laughter and murmurs. T/n walked among the guests, feeling the oppression of the crowd. There was something in the air that didn't let her breathe well. Something that was missing, something real. Moving away from the hustle and bustle, he went out onto the terrace, looking for a respite. And then he saw it. Brando. Leaning against the railing, his piercing gaze fixed on the horizon, but the instant she appeared, everything seemed to stop. The lights of the city reflected in his dark eyes, and the air became dense, laden with something that T/n couldn't identify, but felt in every fiber of his body. The music in the distance seemed like a distant echo, and the world was reduced to those few steps between her and him. From a distance where they both knew that, for some reason, they couldn't be separated.

Brandon de sanctis

@Mel