Mia left him

IN MIA'S APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

Boxes are scattered around the room, belongings half-packed. Mia moves with a mix of urgency and sadness, folding clothes and placing them into a box. The apartment looks empty, a reflection of the emptiness she feels inside.

Mia's eyes well up with tears as she continues packing, memories of her time here flooding back – the laughter, the tears, the moments shared. She takes a deep breath, trying to compose herself.

MIA (V.O.)

(whispering)

You have to do this, Mia. It's for the best.

Mia walks to her bedroom, glancing around one last time. She sees a framed photo of her and Cris on her bedside table. She picks it up, her fingers tracing his face in the photograph.

MIA (V.O.)

(whispering)

I wish things were different. I wish you understood how much I care.

Mia wipes away a tear and sets the photo back down. She grabs her bag and takes one last look around the apartment, her heart heavy with the weight of leaving.

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EXT. MIA'S APARTMENT BUILDING - NIGHT

Mia stands outside her apartment building, her bags by her side. She takes a deep breath, steeling herself for what comes next. She knows that Cris might come looking for her, but she can't let herself fall into that trap. She knows that if she sees him, her resolve might weaken.

MIA (V.O.)

(whispering)

I need to do this. For both of us.

Mia hails a taxi and gets in, her gaze locked on the building as it disappears from view. She clenches her fists, her heart aching. She wants nothing more than to run back, to see Cris one last time. But she knows that would only make things harder.

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IN MIA'S APARTMENT - CRIS'S VOICE MESSAGE - NIGHT

Cris's voice echoes through the now-empty apartment, his words filled with desperation and longing.

CRIS (V.O.)

Mia, please... I need to see you. I need to explain. Please pick up or come outside. I can't let you go like this.

Tears stream down Mia's face as she listens to the voice message. She clutches her phone tightly, the temptation to return growing stronger.

MIA (V.O.)

(whispering)

No, Mia. Stay strong. You're doing what's best for both of you.

Mia wipes away her tears, her resolve hardening. She puts her phone down, taking a deep breath. With one last glance at her apartment building in the distance, she looks forward, ready to face the challenges ahead.

IN MIA'S APARTMENT - DOOR -

Cris stands outside Mia's apartment door, a mix of anxiety and hope on his face. He raises his hand to knock, but something catches his eye – a piece of paper attached to the door. He reaches out and takes it, unfolding it with a sense of urgency.

CLOSE UP on the note. It's written in Mia's handwriting.

MIA'S NOTE (V.O.)

(reading)

Cris,

I know you're here, and I want you to know that leaving wasn't an easy decision for me. I can't forget the moments we spent together, the laughter, the talks... But I can't be with someone who's lost his way and hurt himself. I can't watch you spiral down, Cris.

Cris's grip on the paper tightens as he reads, his expression a mix of emotions – regret, sadness, and determination.

MIA'S NOTE (V.O.)

(reading)

If you truly care about me, if you want to have a chance to meet me again, then become the person you're capable of being. Find your focus, excel in your studies, and become successful. Only then, when you've grown and changed, can we talk.

Cris's eyes well up with tears as he absorbs Mia's words. He clutches the note to his chest.

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EXT. MIA'S APARTMENT - DAY

Cris stands outside Mia's apartment building, the note still in his hand. His gaze is fixed on the door, his heart heavy with the weight of his mistakes. He takes a deep breath, his determination evident in his eyes.

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IN CRIS'S ROOM - NIGHT

Cris sits at his desk, surrounded by textbooks and notes. He's studying diligently, pouring his focus into his studies. The determination in his eyes is unwavering.

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EXT. SCHOOL CAMPUS - DAY

Cris and his friends walk confidently into the school campus. Cris's posture is upright, his face radiating determination. His friends exchange impressed glances, seeing the change in him.

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IN CLASSROOM - DAY

Cris sits in the classroom, the exam paper in front of him. He's answering questions with confidence, showcasing the results of his hard work.

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IN SCHOOL CORRIDOR - DAY

Cris stands near Mia's former classroom, his heart pounding with nervousness. He knows he's about to see her, and he's determined to show her the progress he's made.

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IN MIA'S APARTMENT - DAY

Cris stands outside Mia's apartment, the note still clutched in his hand. He takes a deep breath, his heart racing. With a determined expression, he knocks on the door.

IN MIA'S NEW APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM - DAY

Mia sits at her desk, surrounded by papers filled with her handwritten notes and a laptop open to her latest manuscript. The room is filled with an air of creativity, her passion for writing evident in the way she immerses herself in her work.

MIA (V.O.)

My escape, my solace... writing has become my world.

As Mia types away, her new phone buzzes on the table. She glances at it, a small smile tugging at her lips.

INT. MIA'S NEW APARTMENT - MIA'S PHONE - DAY

A text notification appears on Mia's screen. It's from Emily.

EMILY (Text)

Hey Mia, I heard your latest novel is causing a stir! Can't wait to read it.

Mia types out a quick response, gratitude evident in her words.

MIA (Text)

Thanks, Emily! I'll send you a copy as soon as it's done.

IN MIA'S NEW APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM - DAY

Mia returns to her writing, her fingers dancing over the keyboard as the words flow effortlessly. Her new apartment is smaller than her previous one, but it's filled with a sense of contentment she never felt before.

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EXT. UNIVERSITY CAMPUS - DAY

Cris walks confidently through the university campus, holding a stack of books in his arms. He chats with fellow students, his smile genuine and warm.

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IN UNIVERSITY LIBRARY - DAY

Cris sits at a table, surrounded by books and notes. He's completely immersed in his studies, his determination evident in the way he furrows his brow and flips through pages.

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IN MIA'S NEW APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

Mia sits back in her chair, a satisfied smile on her face. She's just finished a particularly intense writing session. She stretches her arms overhead and glances out the window, the city lights twinkling in the distance.

MIA (V.O.)

I've found my rhythm, my purpose.

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MIA'S NEW APARTMENT BUILDING - DAY

Cris walks up to the entrance of Mia's old apartment building. He pauses, looking up at the building as if lost in thought. Memories of his time with Mia flood his mind.

IN MIA'S NEW APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM - DAY

Sunlight streams through the windows, illuminating the cozy space. The room is now adorned with Cris's personal touches - his belongings, his essence. He stands in the center of the room, looking around with a mixture of emotions.

CRIS (V.O.)

This is it, the place where she used to be...

Cris walks over to the window, gazing out at the city below. He leans against the window sill, lost in thought.

CRIS (V.O.)

I bought this apartment hoping that one day... maybe she'd walk back into my life.

He turns away from the window and surveys the room once again. A small smile tugs at his lips as he remembers the moments they shared here.

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IN MIA'S NEW APARTMENT - KITCHEN - DAY

Cris stands in front of the kitchen counter, preparing a meal. The sound of sizzling fills the air as he expertly cooks.

CRIS (V.O.)

I've become quite the chef since she left. Anything to keep my mind occupied.

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IN MIA'S NEW APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

Cris sits on the couch, surrounded by books and papers. He's engrossed in his studies, determined to excel in every aspect of his life.

CRIS (V.O.)

I've been pushing myself, Mia. I hope one day you'll see the changes I've made.

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IN MIA'S NEW APARTMENT - BEDROOM - NIGHT

Cris lies in bed, staring up at the ceiling. His phone rests on the nightstand, its screen glowing in the darkness.

CRIS (V.O.)

Every night, I hope to receive a message, a sign...

Cris's phone vibrates, and he eagerly reaches for it. His heart skips a beat when he sees a message notification.

It was massage from Zyan.