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Coincidences

作者: Nyra Vale
last update publish date: 2026-08-02 14:08:08

By Monday morning, the rain had finally stopped.

The puddles were still there though, spread across Maple Avenue like pieces of broken sky. I stepped around the biggest one on my way to school, more out of habit than anything else. Across the street, the Carter house was already quiet.

Gray had left early again.

A month ago, that would've annoyed me. I'd have texted him something dramatic.

Wow. Replaced me already?

He would've answered with somethi
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