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The lake caught the day’s last shimmering light as they finished their walk in the cooling dusk.
“I’m glad you came,” she said softly. “After all the… those… horrible arguments, I wasn’t sure you would.”
He smiled warmly, “It’s been good.” He exhaled, “I wondered… maybe we could… start ov-”
“I thought when you asked me to meet you…” he tried to catch her eyes.
“Don’t you see? I didn’t want to remember you – us – like that. I wanted us to be civil one last time, right?” She pleaded, “Don’t we deserve that?”
He turned to watch the sunset.