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Chapter 2: Memories
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... > His damp blond hair clung to his forehead, and he lazily rubbed it dry with a towel.
The room was quiet, save for the faint hum of his massive flat-screen TV mounted on the wall.
Maybe the size was overdoing it but Eric loved overdoing things.
His living room was far bigger than any single man realistically needed.
Five couches, a coffee table he rarely used, expensive rugs, and décor chosen more for appearances than utility — it all felt a bit excessive, even t ...
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