Snis-684 Direct

“I didn’t come here to re-enact a play,” he said, his voice rougher than intended.

She gestured to the chair. “This is the last room. Our room. I want to take one photograph—of you, sitting there. But you have to sit for the full minute. No talking. No moving. Just the silence we never had.” SNIS-684

“I don’t…” he started.

He looked up. Yuna’s face was unreadable. “I didn’t come here to re-enact a play,”