Beneath the Chatter

She slipped through the door of the old community hall, rattling with chatter and the clink of glass. Laughter curled around dusty chairs as she scanned the room. A familiar…

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Turning to the Past

She wandered between crowded shelves, fingertips brushing worn bindings as if seeking a memory.Then a voice slipped into the quiet. “You still read the endings first?”She halted, heart thudding as…

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A Heart Unfolding

Beneath the glow of blinking streetlamps, she watched the world bustle past from a solitary table. She never let anyone close. Not until he burst into her quiet sanctuary, a…

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