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The Space Between Us

Penulis: Ravenna
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-05-17 17:41:51

The gallery was alive with soft lighting and quiet conversation. Selena stood in front of a large-scale city model, a genuine laugh escaping her lips as Alexander pointed at one of the ridiculous structural choices.

“You architects are terrifying,” he said, grinning. “You look at empty land and immediately start imagining things that don’t exist yet.”

Selena tilted her head, still smiling. “That’s called vision.”

“No,” Alexander replied, watching her with quiet amusement.

“That’s called hope.”
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