Solana crouched beside the despondent figure, her sneakers crunching softly on the gravel. Solana:"Do you believe in second chances?" she asked, her voice a gentle melody in the night air. The person looked up, eyes filled with pain and disbelief. Solana’s gaze was unwavering, her bear-emblazoned hoodie glowing faintly under the streetlights. Silence stretched between them, heavy with unspoken possibilities.
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