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“Luna -”

“Save it.” I said, my voice trembling with betrayal.

He opened his mouth to respond, but I cut him off with a sharp head shake. Ignoring his protests, I stormed out of the room. His calls for me to come back fell on deaf ears.

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HUDSON

IN THE QUIET EXPANSE of the wintry landscape, I trudged through the snow, my breath misting in the frigid air. My heart weighed with remorse as I sought Luna. Each step felt heavier than the last.

I spotted her silhouette on a bench, a solitary figure amidst the falling snowflakes. Approaching her cautiously, I sat beside her, the frosty bench sending a shiver through my body. We sat in silence. The only noise around was the soft fall of the snowflakes.

“I’m sorry.” I said, my voice laden with regret.

She turned to me; her expression guarded yet curious.

“Why did you do it?”

I sighed, my breath forming a cloud in the cold air.

“We haven’t been on the best terms. I wanted to spend time with you.”

“So, you faked an injury?”

I bit my lip.

“Technically, I got hurt. I just exaggerated it.”

She sighed.

“You could have told me you wanted to hang out.”

I turned to her.

“How, Luna?” I asked. “It’s not like we know how to talk to each other anymore.”

“That’s not true.”

“It is. There used to be a time when we could tell each other everything.”

She placed her hands on her knees.

“That was a long time ago.”

“I know.”

Her gaze softened, thawing the frosty barrier between us.

“I miss the guy you used to be.”

My eyes met hers, searching for understanding.

“I never liked that guy.”

A gentle smile graced her lips.

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