A Sweet EndingA year had passed since the day I stood in the university courtyard, holding my graduation cap, unable to believe that everything was over. Back then, I thought my journey was only beginning—and I was right. I simply couldn’t have imagined how far that road would take me.After the ceremony, Dante and I decided it was time for a break. We both needed rest, distance, a chance to turn a new page in our lives.During that year, countries blended into one another like pages of a book. Cities unfolded before me—some loud, some quiet, some bursting with color, others filled with an emptiness that left questions behind. I chose to follow my inspiration and began to write. I wrote everywhere: on trains, on hotel balconies, in bed while Dante slept beside me, in cafés where no one understood my language, yet somehow understood my silence. I was writing a story I hoped would inspire many women. Some of my muses were simple strangers—a girl selling flowers outside a café, an old m
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