“ It doesn’t matter how deep the crack was that waited for you in the past…
I just don’t want to become the crack that waits for my present.

I will take the hand of a stranger to fight…
Nothing compares to my own experiences, even if yours carry the weight of a whole life.

Please, stay away.
Let us remain strangers…
And let the stranger be the one who stays close.

Please, you who came from the future,
Do not break my present just because your past is a lesson,
Just because there is a knot in your heart that longs to change something.

I said too much that day.
I was foolish for not understanding why she was smiling.
I fell into the trap…
Because the stranger became close.

Maybe, in moments like this, I wish my curse were déjà vu,
And that those dreams were an eternal curse,
So I would not fall into the trap of myself.

Déjà vu?
Why haven’t I seen this future before?
Did you see it, Laith?”

Her black hair flutters as she turns her face toward Laith, who hides a smile and says,
“Who knows.”

Lina clings to his shoulder, teasing him,
“You… what are you hiding from me?”

They walk forward together.
Their voices rise with every step, their smiles lifting toward the horizon.
Above them, the stars begin to glow in a summer sky, slowly darkening as the sun retreats and gives its place to the moon.