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The blanket she wrapped herself in was hand-stitched. Her aunt made it — she only used it on bad days.

There was a necklace tangled in her hair. I gave it to her at a gas station in Nevada.

The floor behind her had scratches. Those were from our attempt at “moving in.” Heavy boxes, heavier silence.

Her elbow brushed the wall. That dent? I left it by accident one night.

There was a knock off-screen. She flinched — only ever did that with voices she knew.

The clock on the wall was blinking 12:00. She never reset it after outages.

Her jaw tightened when she smiled. She only did that when it wasn’t real.

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The mirror behind her reflected a quote I wrote in lipstick once. It felt like the past slipped into the present.

She looked exhausted. Not tired. Exhausted — like love had been wrung dry. No part of that moment felt fake.

She licked her lips mid-sentence. She used to do that before asking me serious things. It was like opening a box I sealed years ago.

The left side of her smile curled higher — used to mean she was hiding something. No other stream ever hit like this one.

There was a sock puppet on her nightstand. I made it during quarantine boredom. No part of that moment felt fake.

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