Returning to my hometown, I sincerely hoped he had left, disappeared, evaporated, gone missing. But the meeting was inevitable. My first love, my pain, my personal hell. Five years lay between us—dozens of mistakes behind my back, takeoffs and falls, attempts to build my perfect life—yet everything turned out to be empty the moment I saw him.
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I had stopped expecting to see him, and that’s why his appearance was more than unexpected—sudden, overwhelming, striking like a slap. Years stretched between us, and there wasn’t a single day when I didn’t think about her.