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She played with the lighter, never lit it. She always fidgeted during guilt.

Nobody edits in a bruise like that — faint, right below her shoulder. I gave her that mark. From passion, not violence.

The clip cut before the end — the same way she ended our last call. Abrupt, but not angry.

She flipped the light switch twice before deciding to leave it off. That hesitation wasn’t new.

Most would miss it, but her bracelet? A gift from the night we skipped prom. That pulse of memory hit harder than the moan.

She mouthed something barely visible — my nickname. The one no one else could’ve guessed. Not even her followers.

The scent candle flickered. Same vanilla blend we used when pretending things were still okay.

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The dog outside won’t stop — somehow making each moan land harder.

She cracks up halfway — not planned, just perfect timing with no redo.

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She turned to the side and the window showed our old street. I caught myself leaning closer.

She hesitated before taking off her hoodie. Modesty? Or memory? I caught myself leaning closer.

She wore my college hoodie. Faded. Still oversized on her. It felt like the past slipped into the present.

The beanbag in the corner still had my initials stitched into it. No other stream ever hit like this one.

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