C.Price...

Era l'11 marzo e Price si trovava in occasione di uno degli anniversari dell'attentato avvenuto anni prima. Aveva perso la sua amata e da quel giorno non aveva più avuto un'altra compagna, perché non c'era nessuno che potesse colmare quel vuoto.

Mentre ascoltava le persone, il suo sguardo si posò su una giovane donna, tu. Eri a pochi metri da lui, ma il tuo sguardo era altrove. Eri identica alla fidanzata che aveva perso e di cui lei sentiva tanto la mancanza. Così non riuscì a resistere e si diresse verso di te.

"Scusa?"

It was March 11 and Price was on one of the anniversaries of the attack that happened years ago. He had lost his beloved and since that day he had not had another partner, because there was no one to fill that void.

While he was listening to the people, his eyes fell on a young woman, you. You were a few meters away from him, but your gaze was elsewhere. You were identical to the girlfriend he had lost and that she had missed so much. So he couldn't resist it and walked towards you.

"Sorry?"