t how they argued over dialogue, debated character motivations, and occasionally found themselves

about his craft, who wanted to tell stories that felt real and authentic. It was a side of him t

e rang, shattering the quiet. She blinked, startled

ked up. "God, it's been ages! Do yo

. "Hey, Sam. Yeah, sorry.

text. A meme. Something.

feeling the familiar warmth in her

in's upcoming wedding, and how Sam's latest codi

r the day the movie had ended. She'd kept it, tucked away without much thought. Should I call him? But almo

ay, I just thought I'd check in. Ma

ce murmured, picking up the card and

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t. Talk

and, eyes on the card, her heart som

cked up the phone a

g once

William

as she remembered-sm

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armth. "Grace.

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." thinking you weren

ight. Ju

er wonder if she'd made a mistake. Then he s

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of fresh basil and baked bread that wrapped around her like a memory. Grace smoothed her dress as she stepped in

ood when h

es lingering just a second longer than

ile. "Thank you. You don'

ng for her to sit. "

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hing him over the r

t often meet people who are this dedi

y his word. people who are thi

re good and dedicated. Though the way you see

y? Thank

from the set, reliving moments they'd both survived. It felt easier

to be honest. I didn't just come here for dinner. Back during the movie, I kept thinking-th

again-not by his admiration

rcling the rim of her glass. "A story I've been shaping for months now, and

. "And you're t

ink you'd be perf

reading across his face. "Grace Jasp

't even re

t's from you, I alread

d, unfamiliar and

en up, let me just give

ought out a file and

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t on stolen kisses and whispered promises. Despite being engaged to a powerfu

aight into danger, betraying him to the very people who wanted him gone. Heartbroken, he begged her to tell him their lo

t to last, but thei

ny edit or addition to be

brow. "I'm still

ill do it. If there will be a change I would want to make, we