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There was an unopened letter on the nightstand. I know my handwriting from any distance.

She tilted her head while reading a comment. Same angle she used when judging my excuses.

The camera refocused twice — it never did that unless she moved too suddenly.

She whispered something — not loud, not clear — but it was my name. Croaked like a secret. You can’t fake that tone.

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

She licked her teeth before speaking. It used to annoy me. Now it just feels familiar.

She laughed then paused. That two-second gap? It always came after she caught herself thinking of me.

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There was a moment of hesitation before she smiled — it was too familiar. It felt like the past slipped into the present.

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.

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

She cracked her knuckles before speaking — always did that before lying. No part of that moment felt fake.

She said ‘again?’ under her breath. That used to mean she missed me. It was like opening a box I sealed years ago.

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