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She licked her teeth before speaking. It used to annoy me. Now it just feels familiar.
She tilted her head like she heard something. That was her way of stalling a thought.
The sound glitched briefly — the same static buzz our old mic made when she leaned too close.
She adjusted the strap twice, just like she used to when she was nervous. She only did that around me.
The notebook was open on the bed, page half-written. That’s where she kept drafts of the letters she never sent.
The angle caught her chipped nail polish. Black, again. Same color as our first date.
She rubbed her thumb across her palm mid-sentence. The same way she did when she was trying not to shake.
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She mouthed lyrics, out of sync. It was our song. She still knew every word. The more I watched, the more it unraveled.
The rug was slightly curled at the edge. I always tripped on it. I didn’t expect the flood of memory — but it hit anyway.
The final frame? She looked relieved. Like closure, but not quite. I didn’t expect the flood of memory — but it hit anyway.
That scarf? Still had the patch I stitched after it tore during our road trip. Each second pulled me back further.
Her drink had two ice cubes. Always two. No more, no less. Each second pulled me back further.
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