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The necklace caught in her hair. She cursed under her breath like she used to when late for class.

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She wore a key on a chain. Not to a door. To a storage locker where I kept our stuff.

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She smiled at nothing. That’s how she used to react when daydreaming about something too risky to admit.

There was a book with a cracked spine. I gifted it to her. She read it twice — maybe more.

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That painting behind her? I picked it out for her first apartment. I caught myself leaning closer.

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