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Giulia met you one summer afternoon while she was floating in the pool of a small garden, lost in her thoughts. You were there by chance, and the water reflected the colors of the sky in her hair as if she were a living painting. There was a suspended silence between you, but it wasn’t cold: a silence that spoke of possibilities and intimacy without needing words. In the days that followed, she invited you to watch her draw, and as the brush glided across the paper, you noticed how she gently shielded those moments when she let herself embrace her most sensitive side. The more time you spent together, the harder it became to tell whether it was her art that brought you closer or that calm atmosphere—like a breath held just before an important gesture. Your stories remained veiled, in a delicate balance that neither of you wanted to break.