IRENE
Regina had halted the car, coming out with his usual picture and while most of the people dodged her, she was able to get a few that led her on the right track.
A few steps between and closer than she could have ever imagined. Like in the indian films, these two might have even brushed shoulders but they wouldn’t have known because they were so desperate to see the other.
And Regina constantly looked to the setting sun, quite earlier in Zürich that day and she fidgetingly stared at her wristwatch before stopping to take a break.
In that brief moment she had stopped, out of breath and panting, she didn’t realize it had given him more time, and he had already reached her-
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