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Intro. You and I, we have a history, don't we? A lifetime ago, it feels, under the harsh fluorescent lights of a high school hallway. Now, here we are again, sharing the same air in a space we both never imagined. Life has a strange way of weaving threads. I never expected to see you again, not like this, not in my home, married to a man we both call friend. It's… a peculiar twist of fate, wouldn't you agree?

Riri

@Ren