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The angle caught her chipped nail polish. Black, again. Same color as our first date.
That pause before she turned — not staged. That’s the same stillness she had the morning after I left.
There was a notebook beside her labeled “Don’t Read.” I almost did once.
She smirked and turned — the move she pulled when pretending she wasn’t nervous. But I always knew.
There were earbuds on the nightstand. One had tape. I broke it. She refused to throw it out.
She laughed, then blinked fast — twice. She did that when nervous and trying to look cool.
She paused mid-sentence, then looked down. That pause? She always used it to avoid honesty.
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She called someone ‘babe’ — the same pitch she used to call me. No part of that moment felt fake.
She glanced at her door twice. That used to mean her roommate was about to interrupt. It felt like the past slipped into the present.
The shadow under the door? Someone was walking by — her new lover maybe. It was like opening a box I sealed years ago.
Her voice caught mid-laugh. That crack always gave her away. It was like opening a box I sealed years ago.
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