ACT II - the summer

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Part 2

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Part 2

"And it was the best summer of my life," she said, drawing absentminded shapes into the coffee table with the tip of her index finger

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"And it was the best summer of my life," she said, drawing absentminded shapes into the coffee table with the tip of her index finger. "It all felt like a dream. I didn't want to wake up - I dreaded the end. I wish I could relive that month over and over again, trapping myself in time like a fossil embedded miles beneath the ocean's surface."

"Perhaps nostalgia makes it seem better than it was?" he suggested, flippant in his tone.

Aurora shook her head, donning a small, sheepish smile. "No. I'm imprisoned by my own devotion to a memory. I loved him...I wholeheartedly, truly, deeply, stupidly, and regrettably loved him."

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