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Her shadow moved faster than her body. Like she was chasing something that already left.

Her voice cracked between syllables. Not from cold — from holding too much for too long.

I saw the streetlight flicker — same one outside my old bedroom window. Not staged. Not fake. It was her, and it was real.

She didn’t smile until the very end. And when she did, it wasn’t for the camera.

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

There was a smudge on her cheek. Not makeup — probably ink from writing too fast.

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A leafy plant peeks into frame — untouched, out of place, and weirdly erotic.

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The way she closed the drawer? Same force. Same frustration. I caught myself leaning closer.

She flipped through her journal — the one I custom-made. The more I watched, the more it unraveled.

Her voice cracked when she said ‘close.’ That wasn’t acting. Every detail felt intentional.

She crossed her legs clockwise. Always clockwise. It’s a tell. No other stream ever hit like this one.

Her bra clasp was twisted — something I always fixed for her. It wasn’t just familiar — it was intimate.

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