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Her voice trembled mid-word. Not a mistake. A memory surfacing.

The mug was chipped near the rim. She kept using it, said it made her feel grounded.

There was a board game on the shelf. We never finished that match. She said it mirrored us.

Her eyes were red — not from makeup, not from smoke. From too many unsent messages.

The sticker on her laptop had faded. I stuck it there in 2020. She never peeled it.

The silence between her words spoke louder than her voice. That was always her style.

There was a bandage on her ankle. From skating. I taught her — and she fell often.

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Her fingers curl with purpose, not panic — control never looked so rough.

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There was a sticker on her laptop. I put it there when we were dating. No part of that moment felt fake.

She sipped from a glass with a chipped rim. I told her to throw that out years ago. I caught myself leaning closer.

There was a dent on the wall. I made it when I threw my keys too hard one night. It felt like the past slipped into the present.

Her laugh, midway through — cracked, real, the same one from the first time she said she loved me. No other stream ever hit like this one.

The blanket had tassels — I chewed one off during a lazy Sunday. I didn’t expect the flood of memory — but it hit anyway.

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