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Moving On?
Othon
I'm in the kitchen, savoring my coffee, when Colin joins me.
"How was it with Karen last night?" Colin asks, his curiosity evident in his tone.
I take a sip of coffee before responding, choosing my words carefully.
"She continues to act as if she doesn't remember me, but it's clear she's lying."
Colin furrows his brow, intrigued.
"So, you guys couldn't resolve anything?"
I sigh.
"No, Colin, she keeps playing this game. She fell asleep in the car, and when she woke up, she thought she was dreaming, even called me by name."
Col
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