Under the Maremma sun

Under the Maremma sun

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Gaia Hall, a 27 year old Botanist from London, England. She's going on a trip to Tuscany, Maremma. A 6 month research grant to Study Native Wildflowers and their historical use in Italian herbal medicine. Gaia rents a quiet cottage near the sea, hoping to escape her loud stressfull life in London and get some rest while working. One peacefull Golden afternoon. While sketching wild herbs near a crumbeling stone chapel, Gaia meets Lucio Corsi. a 31 year old musician. he Grew up there. and stayed there. Its hard being a musician, so he always takes rest and goes into nature. he loves everything nature related, Animals. Plants. the fresh air. as both their eyes meet. Time seemed to stop.
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"I'm driving you home. And then I'm gonna leave, Amelia.", he wiped off the tears from her face and put his hands around it gently. "I'm not going to post pictures, I'm not going to call, text, follow you... I'm just going to let you be. I promise." She shook her head 'no'. "I don't think I can handle this anymore." He had moved his face closer to hers and after such a long time, their lips had connected again. Both could feel electricity going through their bodies, old memories flooding their minds and the familiar feeling arising. Their lips were familiar with each other. Same feelings, different people. One reason for the brokenness. He pulled away and started the engine once again. She sunk back into her seat. They didn't say anything more unless for directions to her house. She could notice his hand shaking while he was putting on the radio just to kill the silence, and she had raised her hand slowly to touch his and calm him down, but she had put it back on her lap before the chance of their skin even touching. He's not the same person anymore.

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