Chapter 297

At the center of the plaza stood a massive sculpture illuminated by the surrounding lights. It was shaped like a maple lea spirit of the country. ng the unique culture and

Excited as always, Gabrielle took out her phone and began snapping I

g pictures of the sculpture and the surrounding scenery.

The peaceful, joyful atmosphere of the place started to rub off on me, and for the first time in a long while, I felt a sense of calm and happiness.

"Aren't you going to take some photos? You can show your friends how beautiful it is here. The shots will come out great!" Gabrielle said, showing me some of h photos, her tace beaming with excitement

Het enthusiasm was contagious, and I thought of Lyla She had always been so supportive, and I wanted to share this moment with her too,

"Alright, I'll take a

e påctures, but I'm not great at photography, I replied with a smile.

We spent the next few minutes walking, stopping now and then to capture moments on our phones. Before long, I started feeling tired and decided to put my phone away.

three of us sat down in a quiet corner of the plaza, chatting and taking in the sights of this

so much and seen so

There was

about venturing into the unknown, filling us with youthful energy and excitement. just as I was about to take in another deep breath of the crisp night air, I caught sight of a familiar figure in the distance. My heart skipped a brat. Was that Erhan? It could be could it? Even here, in this foreign land, I

1

You look a little pale. Did something happen?"

trang to focus, but when I looked again, there was

eyes and took another look in the direction where I thought I'd seen him. Nothing. It was just my mind

with a love that had become so tangled with pain. I had given him the best years of my life, those Umocent and naive years where I had believed love could

now the love I once had

trying to clear my mind of the old memones

deep breath, Thurned

on the present.

sgoexplore some more."

eager to see what else this charming

art gallery cought our attention. The walls outside the gallery were adorned with bright, abstract paintings, almost as if they were

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