Unfortunately, there was no beer left in the refrigerator. Just cold, empty shelves staring back at me—like a reflection of my own hollow evening. I closed the door with a sigh and shuffled back to the couch, sinking into the cushions to nurse my misery alone. I sat there in silence, legs tucked beneath me, waiting. The minutes stretched into what felt like an eternity. Restless, I finally stood and walked toward Mitch's bedroom—the room that used to be ours. Our matrimonial bedroom. I straightened the sheets, fluffed the pillows, and turned down the covers, making the bed neat and ready for the night. I wasn't expecting a call so soon. But the moment my phone rang, I knew it was him. Faster than I expected. I walked back to the living room, crossed to the coffee table, picked up the phone, and glanced at the glowing screen. Teddy Bear 💜 My throat tightened. I swallowed hard and answered. "Tell me you're here," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "I'm right i
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