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She finally turned to face him. Her eyes were wet, but she wasn’t crying. Not yet.

Her reply came faster this time: No. But he can’t throw it back, either. 8 PM.

“Why did you ask me here, Clara?” he whispered, low enough that the old couple two rows ahead wouldn’t hear.

“So now what?” he asked.

At 7:55, Leo stood outside the Vista. The air smelled of damp concrete and caramel. The neon sign buzzed, the P flickering like a dying heartbeat. And there she was. Clara. Shorter than he remembered, or maybe he’d just grown taller. Her hair was shorter too, a sleek dark bob instead of the long waves he used to bury his face in. She was holding two paper cones of popcorn, butter dripping down the sides.