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... up had long since gone cold.
Its surface reflecting the dim kitchen light like a dark mirror.
I stared into its depths, as if the answers I sought might somehow surface from the bitter liquid.
The relentless ticking of the wall clock marked the passage of time—2:15 AM, Tuesday morning.
He had promised to be back Monday.
My fingers tightened around the ceramic mug, the chill seeping into my palms.
Three days.
Three days of jumping at every n ...
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