It started like nothing.
Morning haze, clinking mugs, the dull hum of a café pretending to be cozy. Light poured in too harsh through the front windows, catching on dust and sleepy eyes. You were halfway through your coffee, half-listening, half-alive.
Then the air shifted. Not colder—emptier.
(credits to ChatGPT it 05:32AM with no sleep 👍🏽)
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