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were still standing. They were. But the house felt different now. Emptier and lighter at the same time.
At 1:26 a.m., Tessa finally left after making me promise to lock every door and call her if Eric showed up.
I showered, changed into sweatpants, and sat on the edge of the bed.
Our bed.
My bed.
The room still carried traces of his cedarwood cologne, and continue reading …
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