Chapter 19

Autumn is creeping in Berlin.

The plane trees lining the streets fade to golden, their leaves curling at the edges before the wind picks up – they twirl, flutter, swirl, and slowly and obediently descend.

They fall one layer after another onto the cobblestone streets, crunching gently underfoot.

The seasons change, just like life.

I adapted faster than I expected.

The transition was almost effortless.

The enrollment process was smooth. I became part of the professor’s research lab, integrating into the rhythm of early mornings and late nights, the meticulous data collection, and the sterile smell of the lab.

For the first six months, I shadowed senior researchers – observing, learning, making mistakes.

By the end of the year, I had become a mentor myself.

“Interesting, isn’t it?” my professor mused one afternoon, leaning back in his chair and browsing a set of reports.

“You didn’t come after graduation, you bet you regretted it.”

I laughed.

Regret?How could I regret it?

At that time, I never hesitated.

I just don’t have the money.

That’s the only thing holding me back.

Upon hearing this, one of the senior fellows next to me the one who mentored me when I first joined–looked at me

and a look of elusiveness flashed across his face.

expression and

that,” I joked. “I’m doing well now,

Very well.

everything I needed, and I had enough savings

that I

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the future.I’ll make

on the day I left,

apartment we once shared, expecting to find

them as witnesses to something he should have done a long time

family had

care.It was done.

next morning, he rushed to my

heartbeat hammered against his ribs, his steps hurried, the

all been taken

stopping us now.”

before he arrived, I had already

was still broken from the night

he pushed it now, the hinges groaned, the frame shuddering beneath the

the words on the tip of his tongue,and

there

girl,the new

Berlin.

of confusion crossing her face before

she asked hesitantly. “I thought you

landed like a punch to

for the first time in his life he

fingers tightening, his voice sharp, desperate.

“Where is she?”

flight to Norway isn’t for two more days.

hadn’t told anyone. No one

hands were already fumbling for his phone, his fingers flying across

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