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Chapter 9

Author: Perfect Timing
I opened my phone, and a birthday reminder popped up.

Clint's birthday was just a week away.

People always say that losing a partner of many years is no different from losing family.

Losing a friend is the same.

I cried. Not hysterically, and I didn't fall apart. I just looked at those photos and couldn't hold it in.

How could such a good friend change like that?

I couldn't understand it.

I opened the group chat and scrolled through the messages from back when it used to be lively. Dinner
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