OBSESSIVELY HIS.
I walked over quickly and pushed the door open.
It was empty.
I stood there for a second, staring at the sink, the mirror, my scattered hair.
Then it sank in.
A small, tired laugh escaped me as I shook my head.
“Of course…” I said.
Men.
It was always the same pattern, just different faces but the same ending.
They come, take what they want, and disappear like nothing ever happened.
I didn’t even know his name.
I walked back into the room more slowly this time, folding my arms across my chest without thinking. The space suddenly felt colder, or maybe it was just me.
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