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She looked off-screen and smiled softly. That smile wasn’t for the audience — it was for a memory.
Her voice wavered when she said “yeah.” Like it was meant for someone she used to say it to.
She looked directly at the lens once — just once. Then blinked hard, like she regretted it.
The way she twisted her ring was exact. A habit she picked up from my sister, who she used to idolize.
Her eyes were red — not from makeup, not from smoke. From too many unsent messages.
She looked tired, but not fake. That’s the look she gave me when she said goodbye the second time. Not the first.
The stuffed animal in the corner wore the shirt I gave her on our third date.
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Her toes keep rhythm — not to a song, but to your heartbeat catching up.
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A clock ticked three times loud. Same tempo she once matched with her steps to calm down. I caught myself leaning closer.
The chair squeaked — I bought it on sale when we moved in together. The more I watched, the more it unraveled.
I saw a tear. Just one. Right cheek. Her crying side. No other stream ever hit like this one.
Her last expression wasn’t performative. It was like she forgot the camera was even on. I didn’t expect the flood of memory — but it hit anyway.
I caught a glimpse of the notebook on her desk. It had my name scribbled in the margin. No other stream ever hit like this one.
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