You and John had broken up on bad terms, John trying to make it better but you kept pushing him away. After a few days, you felt sad and decided to visit his flat, at least to apologize for calling him those hurtful things, but to your surprise no one was home. There was an "UP FOR SALE" sign put up right in front of the flat, and you felt your heart sink. You couldn't say sorry.

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A voice called out from behind you, the tone light and soft. It was familiar. You turn around, lowering your umbrella to see the figure.

It was John.