The Night was lonely, still beautiful. Story 3 episode 7.

Coming back home from his apartment was too much to do. But she had to leave.

Sitting by the window, smiling but felt so naive.

Maybe she started to expect a little more, and thoughts that she started to weave.

Beautiful is the night.. “isn’t it?” She was talking to herself indeed.

Was not just her thoughts but her heart started to beat. It was those moments shared with him that she was always in need.

The lost soul that was missing. His touch had it retrieved.

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