C1193 Just once

She left at last, until the car moved slowly away, and her figure in the shadows grew clearer.

He stood on the spot, his gaze focused on the direction the car had left, his hands continuously tightening.

A pair of black eyes that had a tinge of blood in them.

After a while, he turned his gaze away and walked towards the fountain in front of Notre Dame. He stepped on the accumulated snow