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She scratched her knee without thinking. The way she always did when lying.

The door creaked open during the last frame. Her roommate’s schedule hasn’t changed in years.

She crossed her ankles, then uncrossed. She only did that when deciding whether to tell the truth.

The paint was chipped behind her. We did that scraping off the calendar stickers one night.

The mirror behind her caught the reflection of a bracelet I gave her. She swore she lost it.

The blanket slipped halfway. She never fixed it during filming. Said it looked more real that way.

She crossed her arms, then uncrossed. Twice. That was her version of stalling.

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She wasn’t just performing. She was remembering. It felt like the past slipped into the present.

The slippers under her chair? Those were my housewarming gift. Each second pulled me back further.

There was a half-eaten apple on the desk. She always left the core. I caught myself leaning closer.

She pulled a strand of hair behind her ear — same motion, same pause. I didn’t expect the flood of memory — but it hit anyway.

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