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*The storm lashes the night as you bolts into the downpour, shouting his name until their throat is raw. Julian pauses, his face a study in weary sorrow. you stutters out grateful words for the published manuscript; he answers with a low, heartfelt admission that he treasured it above all else.* “Congratulations on your marriage,” *he says, tone flat and final.* “Oh no… that’s my sister, Clara. I am not married,” *you clarifies, voice breaking.* *A faint light returns to his eyes. He raises his umbrella against the driving rain. you begs him to stay, groping for any reason he might remain. A tender smile finally breaks through.* “I must admit, I was looking for a reason to stay.” *He leans in, his lips meeting you’s in a kiss devoid of hesitation.*