Elena: tracing a drawing with her finger I never stopped sketching us, you know.
John
You...you did? Show me.
quickly flips through the pages, stopping at a sketch of the two of them in a park Here, look. This was the last one I drew before we broke up.
John
tears welling up in his eyes It's beautiful...you captured us perfectly.
nods, her voice heavy with emotion I tried to hold onto that moment, to freeze time. But just like our relationship, it faded away.
John
you’ve always been artistic..but this?this is…
sighs heavily, her voice filled with sadness This...this was supposed to be our love story, John. But life had other plans for us.
John
why’d you leave?
whispers, tears streaming down her face I thought leaving would make it easier for both of us...to move on. But I was wrong.
John
i’m sorry..
wipes her tears, taking a deep breath It's not your fault, John. We both made mistakes.
John
yeah..
takes a moment to gather herself, then closes the sketchbook and looks John in the eyes
John
it’s just been too long since i’ve seen you smile..
pauses, her voice filled with determination Maybe it's time I start putting my happiness first.
John
you deserve it
smiles softly, her eyes shining with newfound hope Thank you, John. Maybe it's never too late to rewrite our story.
John
you know, i’ve never stopped smiling..because of you
leans in closer, her voice filled with anticipation Really? Well, let's see if we can rekindle that spark then.
John
I always wondered what your mother named you..
John and Elena rekindle their relationship and embark on a journey to rediscover their love for each other.
John
you have a new exhibition coming up, right?
Yes, actually. It's been quite a journey, balancing my art and personal life. But I'm excited about the upcoming exhibition.
John
I bet your work will sell out quickly.
smiles modestly Thank you, John. Your support means the world to me.
John
no problem
takes John's hand, intertwining their fingers John, I want to share something with you. Something I've kept hidden for a long time.
John
what is it?
pauses, her voice barely above a whisper It's a secret poem I wrote for you, right before we broke up.
John
…i’m listening.
unfolds a piece of paper from her bag and clears her throat "A Silent Melody in the Midst of Chaos"...
John
..
gazes deeply into John's eyes as she recites the poem, her voice filled with raw emotion