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The front door was ajar, and Sophie could see Ben sitting on the stairs at the front, having a coffee and a cigarette. She had noticed he did that on most days after work, especially when he’d had a longer shift. She didn’t want to interrupt his quiet moment, so she stood there for a minute, memorising the way the early sunset framed his silhouette in pink and orange hues.Sophie liked those stolen fragments of time when she could see him simply existing with no pressure to be anyone or anything other than himself - she knew they both felt th...
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It was past 1 am on Saturday. The only sound in the kitchen was the water running as Maddy was washing some plates. Only thirty or forty minutes earlier the room had been ringing with chatter, music, laughter, and clinking glasses. George’s, much dreaded, 27th birthday party had come and gone and all that was left now were the empty bottles, burst balloons, and wrinkled gift wrap. Maddy washed her hands and stopped the tap before calling out for George. When the only reply she got was her own voice echoing in the empty room, she walked to th...
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