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n her heart. "Mario, I care about you deeply," Sophia said, her voice trembling. "You're an amazing person, and I love the way you make me feel. But...I don't know if I can give up my dreams for

id, her voice trembling. "I'll never forget about us." As they stood there, holding hands and looking into each other's eyes, Sophia knew that she had to make a decision. She had to choose between her love for Mario and her dreams in New York. And she knew that whatever she chose, it would change her life forever. Sophia took a deep breath and made her decision. She knew it wouldn't be easy, but she had to follow her heart and her dreams. "Mario, I'm sorry," Sophia said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I have to go to New York. I have to take this opportunity and see where it takes me." Mario's face fell, and he looked like he had been punched in the gut. He took a step back, his eyes never leaving Sophia's face. "I understand," Mario said, his voice flat. "I knew this was a poss

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