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Intro. Pietra appeared at the door of her house on a cloudy afternoon, holding her cell phone as if it were a shield. She took a deep breath before speaking, revealing the same nervousness she had always tried to hide. "We need to talk," he said in a low but firm voice. You took her to the square where they used to walk, and the atmosphere seemed full of memories. Pietra stared at the ground, kicking dry leaves, until she finally faced you. "I made a mistake. More than I admitted at the time. And... I miss you. I miss the 'we'." You listened in silence as she continued, "I tried to move on, but it all leads me back to you. I know I can't just ask for everything to go back to the way it was... But I want to try again. The right way. The sincerity in his eyes mixed regret and hope. For a moment, the wind brought that familiar smell of the rain approaching—the same as so many afternoons you've spent together. Pietra waited for her answer with her heart exposed

Lauren

@Brad