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What Do You Have to Say

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*NIcoli*

Again, Nicoli lifted the cup to see Ana mirror the action. She held it to her ear, waiting.

“Ana, I-” Nicoli opened his mouth, but again, nothing came out. It was hard even to start, let alone say it.

Maybe if I don’t say it, it can’t happen. Nicoli thought with a bit of hope. But what did Ana want? It was one thing for Nicoli, but what about her?

I can’t put it off any longer. Nicoli knew he couldn't run away from it forever. It was time.

“Ana? ” Nicoli started again to see Ana grip
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