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The day dragged on in a blur of disjointed thoughts and fleeting moments.

I was supposed to be focused on Sophia, on the plan we'd spent hours crafting in whispered conversations and midnight phone calls.

But everytime I tried to direct my mind back to it, it slipped, like water through my fingers, right into the thoughts of Aiden.

His voice, his smirk, the ghost of his touch still lingering like smoke on my skin.

The kind of memories that crawl beneath your ribs and settle there.

Yeah, I know. I'm insane.

Because, it had been almost impossible to shake the feeling he left behind when he walked out.

That invisible grip he had on my psyche.

His absence wasn't freeing, it was suffocating. And that fact alone made me furious.

I told myself, repeatedly, that I was better off without him. I'd recited it like a mantra, time to time: you don't need him. You're stronger than this.

But the truth was, I didn't feel stronger. I felt adrift. Like I was moving through time, without really t
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