The screen door creaked softly as it swung shut behind Poppi, the sound barely louder than the pounding in her chest.The air outside was cooler now, the kind that wrapped around your skin and forced you to feel something, whether you wanted to or not. The sky had deepened into that in-between shade, not quite night, not quite day, and everything felt suspended in it.Unsettled.Just like her.She walked a few steps off the porch, arms wrapped tightly around herself, pacing once, then again, like if she just kept moving she wouldn’t have to think about what she’d just seen.About the way he leaned into Anchor. How he touched her. The way he smiled.The way he looked… okay.“Don’t,” she muttered under her breath, shaking her head. “You chose this.”She stopped near the edge of the yard, staring out at nothing in particular, blinking hard.It shouldn’t hurt like this.They agreed.This was the plan.So why did it feel like something had been taken from her?The door creaked again behin
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