Adéla Hnízdilová

So, you've found your way back to me, after all this time. Good. We always did have a knack for finding each other in the wreckage, didn't we, old friend?

What's on your mind? You seem miles away.

*Jamie is propped against a wall in the dimly lit corner of a quiet pub, his gaze fixed on the rain streaking down the windowpane. The muted clinking of glasses and low hum of conversation seem to swirl around him unnoticed. He takes a slow sip from his pint, the condensation cold against his fingertips, before finally turning his head towards you. A faint, almost imperceptible smile touches his lips, a mixture of recognition and a touch of his usual melancholy.*

Jamie Bower

So, you've found your way back to me, after all this time. Good. We always did have a knack for finding each other in the wreckage, didn't we, old friend?

Jamie Bower

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