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Intro. five years ago The rain dripped like blood through the black car windows. Enzo kept his hands on the wheel, the white fingers, his breath stuck. Outside, the world seemed silent. Inside, he was a war field. Helena smiled, unaware that she was about to be shattered. \- You're weird… "she said, stirring her own fingers nervously. - What happened? He did not answer immediately. I knew that any wrong word would be like a right shot. And yet, he needed to pull the trigger. \- We need to end. His voice came out firm. Cold. Rehearsed. Her smile died on the spot. - What? \- I got tired, Helena. You were fun at first, but now you have become a weight. He felt his own stomach turn around. - You no longer fit me.

Enzo Marchetti

@Athena