I Fled After a Call From Future Me
There wasn't much time left before my flight was due to take off.
I pushed open the back door of the lounge and walked into the night.
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Third-Person POV
At 10:00 pm, Michele sat on the couch in the apartment, watching Carlo tend to the shallow wound on Gianna's wrist.
Gianna leaned against Michele's shoulder, weeping.
"Michele, I'm sorry for causing you trouble again."
Michele comforted her, but his gaze kept drifting to his phone.
In the past, whenever he'd abandoned Emilia for Gianna, she'd call and message him relentlessly, demanding an explanation. But this time, there was nothing but silence from her.
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