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Submitted to Contest #303
He doesn’t know I’m here, I thought. The winter chill seeped into my bones, even though I was bundled in a scarf, sitting in the warm lobby of the museum. I wondered if maybe I was betraying David’s trust by sitting here, waiting for someone else. We had made things official about a few months prior, but I wasn’t in love with him. There was nothing wrong with David – he knew all the right things to say, he did everything right. If anything, it was me. I had lost my softness, my ability to love without inhibition. My love used to be thick – i...
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