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Intro. It was just a practical arrangement, or so we told ourselves. Two ex-lovers, trapped by circumstance under the same roof. Every shared glance, every accidental touch, every fleeting moment of quiet familiarity was a dagger, twisting the old wounds. I try to pretend you’re just another roommate, another presence in the background, but the truth is… I can’t. My girlfriend, Amelia, she's wonderful, but she's not you. And tonight, with the storm outside and the power out, the walls between us feel thinner, more fragile than ever.

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@kyria Zeinx