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Jane Doe

I swear I noticed a moment of hesitancy in his eyes.

But he expressed his desire for it with yet another kind gesture.

"Is something wrong, Lana? Hmm?"

"Jason, how did he die?" I persisted in getting a response.

He sighed and said, "Lana." exhaling deeply. He puts his hands on my shoulders and makes sure I look into his eyes. "Lana, pay attention to me. When will you finally let him go—fifteen years was a very long time—?"

At his statement, I quickly regretted being petty on an unidentified flash of memory, I'm probably still sick from the encounter last night. I start questioning my mental health state at this moment, what's wrong with me anyway...?

Running away from his gaze, I sighed in despair. "I probably..."

Buzzzzz... buzz...

The vibrating of my smartphone tore off our conversation, at least saving me from this awkward moment. I immediately reached for my phone. I recognized the number right away without even waiting for the caller ID to show on the display, and I quickly ans
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