hopelessly, and it made me desperate. It was she who felt guilty as he showed her their bedroom, smelling her perfume, ingesting their psychic leftovers. I followed you home on the train. “Come this way,” he said. She crawled underneath the soft white sheets, reclining and pulling the blankets up to her chin.
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