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Unfinished Love
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Title: "Falling in Reverse"
(Sound of rain pattering against a window, distant thunder rumbling.)
NARRATOR (calm, reflective):
They say love is supposed to heal. But for them, it was a slow-burning fire—warm at first, then consuming everything in its path.
(Sound of a phone ringing, a deep breath before answering.)
LENA (soft, hesitant):
“Hey… I didn’t think you’d call.”
CALEB (low, conflicted):
“I shouldn’t have… but here we are.”
NARRATOR:
Lena and Caleb had spent years dancing on the edge of disaster. Their love was undeniable, but so was the damage they did to each other.
(Sound of a car door slamming, distant city noises.)
CALEB (urgent, frustrated):
“You don’t get to just disappear, Lena. Not again.”
LENA (whispering, pained):
“I left because I had to. Because we were killing each other.”
NARRATOR:
But love like theirs doesn’t just fade—it festers, it lingers in stolen glances, in unsent messages. And sometimes, it pulls you back in.
(Sound of a lighter flicking, an exhale of breath.)
CALEB (soft, vulnerable):
“Tell me you don’t still feel it.”
LENA (quietly breaking):
“…I can’t.”
NARRATOR:
They meet one last time, at the place where it all began—a little diner on 7th Street, where they first fell in love over coffee and bad poetry.
(Sound of a bell jingling, a door opening, hushed café chatter.)
CALEB (chuckling):
“You still take your coffee black.”
LENA (smiling, nostalgic):
“And you still pretend you like poetry.”
NARRATOR:
For a moment, it feels like nothing has changed. But then reality sets in.
LENA (sad, resolute):
“We don’t get a happy ending, Caleb.”
CALEB (softly pleading):
“Then let’s rewrite the story.”
(Sound of rain intensifying, a car horn in the distance.)
NARRATOR:
But some stories aren’t meant to be rewritten. Some are meant to be left unfinished, lingering like a ghost in the rain.
(Sound fades out, leaving only the rain… and then silence.)