Michela stood nearby, her eyes full of stirrings.
In her eyes, the estrangement and displeasure between them had long since disappeared. What replaced it was a deep acknowledgement and surprise.
In the flash of the cameras and the gentle afterglow of the street lights, their gazes intertwined in the rainy world.
The light seemed to exist specifically for this moment, outlining their silhouettes both profoundly and gently.
On their faces were the traces of childhood innocence and some form of resolution that came with maturity.
The passage of time ceased to matter in that instant. They seemed to have returned to that carefree era, that old place where they had run and played countless times in their youth.
"..."
The cat boss in Lanci's shadow was too afraid to come out.
After figuring out the truth, it was the one that had been scared out of its wits.
