I Was Here
The Ghost: The Woman
Jamia: ‘Where are you?’
Irina: ‘Starbucks,’ I said. ‘I’m having a burnout staying at home, so I am writing my story here.’
Jamia: ‘Is that a love story?’
Irina: ‘Hmmm, not really, but almost a love story,’ I said and placed the straw trapped between my lips. ‘It’s a sad story, though not tragic.’
Jamia: ‘Uh, I don’t like sad endings,’ she said. ‘What are you drinking?’
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