He pauses. Closes his eyes for a moment, as if it pains him to remember.
"My mistake was keeping silent. I never told her how I felt. Maybe if I had, she would have looked at me differently. Maybe, she would have chosen another story. But I was a coward. I passed through her life like the wind: I was there, close by… but I left no trace."
His sincerity moves me. It's not easy for a man to speak with such vulnerability. I held his hand more tightly.
"And when did you know you truly loved her?"
He smiles, as if his soul returned to that very moment.
"From the very first moment, Susy. I knew it without knowing it. The heart knows it even before your mind does. It doesn't always take time to know you love someone. Sometimes, just a look, a conversation, or a shared silence is enough."
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