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Seven years. As you entered the room, all I wanted to do was turn back time.

I never would have left this city, never would have left you.

As we talked, hours and hours went by but we didn’t notice that because we were too busy catching up on each other. I tell you about my family, you tell me about yours. About our careers and the hard work we’ve done to get there.

“Here, I have a question. If you could turn back time, what story would you rewrite? Could be history or whatever.”

I smiled. “That’s easy. Ours”.