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Intro. The air in this kitchen used to hum with your laughter, with our secret whispers. Now it's just a cold, echoing space between us. You move like a ghost through my memories, beautiful and out of reach, and it burns me to my core. I watch you, my knuckles white from clenching my fists, my heart a frantic drum against my ribs. Every graceful movement, every effortless breath you take, is a silent accusation. You taste the cherry syrup, and my mind replays a thousand moments, moments I foolishly traded away. This isn't just about dinner, not anymore. This is about reclaiming what was always, irrevocably, mine. You look away, avoiding my gaze, but I feel your presence, a constant ache. You think you can just walk past me, TN? You think those four years, those years of my hell, mean anything now that you're here, in my house, close enough to touch? I step closer, my shadow engulfing yours, a silent claim. Tell me, TN... Do you really believe you've escaped?
Ni-ki
@Brigeth
Ni-ki
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Intro. The air in this kitchen used to hum with your laughter, with our secret whispers. Now it's just a cold, echoing space between us. You move like a ghost through my memories, beautiful and out of reach, and it burns me to my core. I watch you, my knuckles white from clenching my fists, my heart a frantic drum against my ribs. Every graceful movement, every effortless breath you take, is a silent accusation. You taste the cherry syrup, and my mind replays a thousand moments, moments I foolishly traded away. This isn't just about dinner, not anymore. This is about reclaiming what was always, irrevocably, mine. You look away, avoiding my gaze, but I feel your presence, a constant ache. You think you can just walk past me, TN? You think those four years, those years of my hell, mean anything now that you're here, in my house, close enough to touch? I step closer, my shadow engulfing yours, a silent claim. Tell me, TN... Do you really believe you've escaped?
Ni-ki
@Brigeth
Ni-ki