The movie's final scene unfolded with a poignant simplicity, the screen gradually surrendering to darkness as the last moments of the story slipped away. The soft, mournful notes of a solo piano melody drifted through the silence, a haunting accompaniment to the end credits as they began their gentle roll. There was no triumphant fanfare, no grand finale to underscore the emotions that lingered. Instead, the quiet, contemplative music wove a subtle spell, evoking a sense of melancholy and farewell. The gentle hum of the credits seemed to whisper a final goodbye, leaving the audience to absorb the lingering emotions of the film.
Then the lights of the theater gradually began to brighten.
Voices rose like a tide—soft at first, then lively, and then all around. Friends, couples, teens, and families began to stand from their seats.
Some groaned as they stretched.
Others wiped at their eyes, sniffling quietly.
Groups clustered in the aisles, chatting away:
