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Two Weeks, Wrong City
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They let both options pass. The bus left without Mara. The night train left without Theo. They booked two cheap rooms at a hostel by the station and agreed to wait it out together, one day at a time. "This is crazy," Mara said in the hallway. "Completely," Theo agreed, and neither of them stopped smiling.
On day twelve, the board finally blinked GREEN. Both trains were boarding. Theo and Mara stood frozen, bags in hand. "So," she whispered. "Vienna or Venice?" Theo took her hand. "Neither. I looked it up. There's one train that stops at both, leaving Thursday. Let's take that one. Together."
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