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... genuine worry as she sat beside me on the weathered park bench.
Right now, we were in some forgotten corner of the city; a green expanse dotted with ancient oaks and the distant hum of traffic—a place whose name escaped me entirely.
But that didn’t surprise me.
Why should it surprise me?
A meaningless person, whose existence felt as undefined as a half-sketched shadow, shouldn’t remember such trivial details. She has no right.
"I’m fine," I said in a quie ...
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