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... of a quiet morning, but the kind that clung to the walls, thick and heavy, like something was missing.
The sheets beside me were cold.
He was gone.
I sat up slowly, body aching, weak in ways I couldn’t even name. My legs trembled as I swung them off the bed, feet hitting the floor with a soft thud. My skin still smelled like him. My chest still burned with the weight of what happened. His voice still echoed in my ears.
I looked around. No note. No message.
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