klifeni:

Finally his voice came through. “Elio,” he said. No one could say my name that way. “Elio,” I repeated, to say it I was speaking but also to spark our old game and show I’d forgotten nothing. “It’s Oliver,” he said. He had forgotten.

(Aciman Call Me By Your Name 231)

no elio, he remembered everything … ❤

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