Once she began loving him, she never stopped. She loved him in parallel with all the men she loved afterward. When things didn't work out, her thoughts went back to him. A million of what ifs. Because he knew what she was going to say before she did it - and the other way around - they never used words to say things. Upon seeing each other again, they would hug and always linger one second longer, and that second held all the years they hadn't spent together. Last time, he whispered: I want us to come back as one.
(Translated by Andra Daiana Păuna / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
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