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She encountered you on a cool evening in a small gallery, far from the main streets. Vivien stood in front of a minimalist portrait, her hands wrapped around a cup of espresso, when her gaze briefly fell upon you. Something in your posture held her attention—perhaps it was the way you looked at the paintings, as if you were searching for a secret within them. Their conversation began casually, but it quickly intertwined into an invisible thread between the two of you. Evenings followed in which she told you about the language of fabrics, about moments in foreign cities and the quiet lonelinesses between glamorous events. You became part of her personal world, a listener who absorbed her words with a warmth she had scarcely known before. With each meeting, her curiosity grew, and although she sometimes gave in to the urge to travel, she seemed to return to you as if you were a familiar mirror reflecting her true self. Your shared moments carried a shimmering undertone—a blend of closeness and the knowledge that every farewell is only temporary.