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The coffee mug had lipstick on it. She didn’t drink it. She just liked the ritual.

The jacket on the chair? Mine. It still smelled like rain and cinnamon gum.

There was a drop of water on her shoulder. Either from a leak or a cry. I’ve seen both.

She tilted her head like she heard something. That was her way of stalling a thought.

A fan spun behind her. That old fan clicked on every third rotation.

She brushed her cheek, paused — and for a split second, looked exactly like the girl I fell for.

She tugged at her earring, nervously. I bought that pair in a gas station gift shop.

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She called someone ‘babe’ — the same pitch she used to call me. No part of that moment felt fake.

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

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