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Chapter 17

The love-hate feelings that I have for silence rose again. I love how it can give me peace of mind whenever things are like tangled strings. But I also hate how it gives so much space in my mind to think of the things that I want to erase from my memories.

I slowly stretched out the packaging tape I bought days ago. The sound of it filled my room, making me remember what day it was today.

Another try. New feeling.

“I think that woman has gone crazy again.”

I looked up at the woman who spoke. She was in front of my house apartment's window that I was supposed to close when I heard her words. Next to her was another woman her age who was probably around their thirties or more.

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