[Elena's POV]For the next month, Giuliano didn't try to get close to me anymore. He just silently trailed me every day. When I stopped, he stopped. When I walked, he walked.I found myself thinking back to many years ago. Back then, he was still a pitiful teenage boy who had just lost his mother. He'd followed me the very same way in silence. My mother had laughed and said that no one chased a girl like that. I'd blushed and called him an idiot. The breeze back then had been gentle, and the sunlight had been warm.Now, everything had changed.On the last day of October, the wind turned sharper and colder. Fallen leaves were swept up, drifting down lightly at his feet.I stopped walking. Without looking back, I said quietly, "Come in and have a seat."Giuliano froze. Then, his face lit up with wild joy. He nodded profusely and cried, "Okay! Okay!"He sat on the couch, stiff and uneasy, like he'd rehearsed this moment in his head a thousand times. "I'm sorry, Elena. Everythin
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