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The chair squeaked once, then settled — same sound it made the night she told me not to wait.
She chewed her bottom lip, not seductively — anxiously. The way she did when texting paragraphs and deleting them.
The red bracelet was tight on her wrist. I tied it once and told her it’d bring balance.
She held the strap of her top like it might disappear. I used to bite it off playfully.
Her breathing quickened when the door clicked. Even though no one walked in.
She rested her elbow on a book. I recognized the cover. We read it out loud, chapter by chapter.
Her handwriting on the whiteboard was still tilted left. She said straight letters felt “too official.”
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She ends the clip with a laugh., fully embracing the spotlight from her own space And suddenly, you want to hear it again., fully embracing the spotlight from her own space
She presses pause. with the kind of pressure that rewrites how silence feels Changes her mind. in a way that feels dangerously intimate Leaves it running. — completely unscripted and brutally honest
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She leaned into the light — same dramatic habit she used for emphasis. It felt like the past slipped into the present.
She turned the camera off mid-sentence. She always ran before emotions hit. No part of that moment felt fake.
A faded bruise on her arm made me pause. Not new. Not mine. Still hit hard. It felt like the past slipped into the present.
She said ‘again?’ under her breath. That used to mean she missed me. It was like opening a box I sealed years ago.
She cracked her knuckles before reading a comment. That always made her feel powerful. Every detail felt intentional.
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