He got out of bed. “I’m going for a stroll. I need to get some fresh air. I need to clear my mind. The soothing sounds of crashing waves might calm me down, this storm might blow away the smell of her perfume, I hope this won’t remind me of her anymore.”
He was right. The storm and the waves washed away the smell of her perfume and eased the pain that had been following him every night and day. “Now I can head home and start a new chapter of my life.”
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