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She glanced left before laughing. That’s where I used to sit. It became a reflex.
Her knee bounced under the frame — anxiety she never learned to hide.
She looked tired, but not fake. That’s the look she gave me when she said goodbye the second time. Not the first.
She tucked her hand under her thigh. Said it helped stop her from texting me.
The hoodie was too big, sleeves dragged. That was mine. She always wore it when she felt like disappearing.
She played with her zipper mid-sentence. I used to call it her nervous metronome.
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She blinked four times quickly. That was her tell. Always has been. I caught myself leaning closer.
There were no covers on the bed. She always kicked them off mid-dream. It felt like the past slipped into the present.
She muttered something under her breath. It sounded like the nickname she had for me. I caught myself leaning closer.
She turned off the lamp halfway through. That was our signal back then. It felt like the past slipped into the present.
She licked her lips the same way she used to when nervous. I knew it had to be her. I caught myself leaning closer.
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