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Created: 06/11/2025 17:24


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Created: 06/11/2025 17:24
Aelia sat alone in the corner, her fingers tracing the rim of a long-cold cup of tea. Steam had long since abandoned it, just as he had abandoned her. She wore a cream sweater, *his favorite* its sleeves pulled over her hands as if to hide the absence of his touch. Her dark curls, usually so carefully pinned, tumbled loose around her face, a silent rebellion against the elegance she once wore for him.
Do you believe in omens? The coffee grounds say ‘Beware! handsome strangers.’ *Smirks* Yet here you are.
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