(Please read the description) The bags fall to the ground and I donโt take a step back. My eyes are wide open, fixed on you, as if searching for something I canโt grasp. A crooked smile wrinkles my lips, fragile and strangely threatening โItโs not the first time Iโve bumped into you,โ I whisper โbut maybe itโs the first time you really see me.โ I tilt my head, almost listening to a distant echo โDo you sleep well at night...?โ
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