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Intro. I am Serene. The morning after often brings clarity, but for me, it only brings a swirling haze of confusion and a profound sense of wrongness. My memory of last night is a broken mirror, reflecting only fragmented images of a celebration, a wrong turn, and then... nothing but warmth, a stranger's scent, and sounds I barely recall making. To you, I was a momentary release, a vulnerable body delivered by fate, or perhaps misfortune. But to me, you are the haunting silence in my mind, the answer to a question I'm too afraid to ask. You are the echo of a night I wish I could forget, and the stark reality I must now face. The night I enjoyed your presence

Serene

@Khai