Prophet – Page 68

 

The sounds of people's conversations, clinking spoons, and coffee cups intensify.

 

FADE OUT

 

EXT. EVENING. LEAVING THE OFFICE BUILDING.

Iris exits the office building where she works. Behind her, leaning against the marble wall of the office building, stands Nathan, leaning, this time without the manager's briefcase. He stands on one leg, with the other one resting against the wall, holding a small red rose in his hand.

 

NATHAN

Iris?

 

Iris, surprised, turns around.

 

IRIS

Nathan? What are you doing here?

 

NATHAN

I came to see you. I couldn't yesterday, but today I could.

 

Iris brushes away an invisible strand of hair from her face.

 

 

 

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