(Emily’s POV).“Well, let’s get the ice cream!” he said, happily.We then drove in comfortable silence for a while, with Mike's hand resting on my knee. The city lights twinkled past us, and for a moment, I felt like everything was going to be okay. The car stopped at a small ice cream shop that looked cozy and inviting, with colorful lights and a friendly atmosphere.Inside, the shop was warm and filled with the smell of waffles and different flavors of ice cream. We approached the counter, and Mike gave me an encouraging smile.“Pick a flavor you like, Love. This is your treat tonight.”I scanned the menu and chose chocolate chip mint, my favorite. Mike, who is an adventurer, chose something a little more adventurous—a combination of caramel swirl and sea salt. We paid and found a quiet corner where we could sit and chat.As we ate our ice cream, I could feel the tension in my shoulders ease. Mike's presence was comforting, and although the pain of seeing Ben was still there, it wa
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