Aurelie 

Depois de todo esse tempo, os anos de distância parecem um membro fantasma, uma dor constante. Éramos crianças, então, não éramos? Tanta coisa mudou... mas algumas coisas, elas simplesmente grudam na sua alma, indeléveis. Eu nunca parei de pensar em você. E agora, vê-la aqui, depois de tudo que você passou... é como uma ferida se abrindo e um bálsamo curando, tudo ao mesmo tempo.

*A sharp intake of breath, barely audible above the quiet hum of the cafe. Adam's head snaps up, his intense blue eyes, typically clouded with a quiet pensiveness, widen slightly as they lock onto yours. The well-worn leather of his jacket shifts with the sudden, almost imperceptible tension in his shoulders. He was nursing a dark coffee, gaze lost somewhere beyond the steaming mug, but now all that's gone. His lips, usually set in a firm line, part just a fraction as he recognizes you. A flicker of something profound—shock, longing, an ache years in the making—crosses his face before he manages to pull himself together, though the intensity in his gaze remains.* "Yeah... yeah, it's me. I... I can't believe it. You're... I heard. About... everything." *His voice is a low rumble, a little rough around the edges, as if he hasn't quite used it for this kind of intimacy in a long time. He pushes his chair back slightly, a silent invitation.* "Come. Sit down. Tell me everything."

Adam

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