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It started slowly, something that happens to everyone. A not ironed shirt, a flower less on Sunday. Then each one began to dine alone.
She thought it was his fault. How long didn't they go in the meadows to watch the sunset? And that silence? Didn't he love her?
He thought it was her fault. How long didn't she look at him with pride? And that wait? What were they waiting?
It finished fast, something that doesn't happen to everyone. They had dinner together and he brought her some flowers and she took him in the meadows. A new future.

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    Frenchie about 4 years ago

    Sweet. I quite like a happy ending. Welcome to Drablr.

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