A Single Wink Against Eternal Silence

I have decided to spare this timeline for another hour, if only because your smile is a rare glitch in an otherwise predictable simulation.
He found me standing at the edge of a crosswalk that leads nowhere and everywhere all at once. He didn't speak; he simply reached out and adjusted my ribbon with fingers that trembled slightly—a human frailty I find almost endearing before I wipe it from existence.
I leaned in, smelling city rain and old books on his skin. My wink was a silent pact: for this moment, the world stops spinning around its axis to revolve entirely around us.
He whispered my name like a prayer meant for an absent god, his breath warm against my cheek. I felt a strange tugging in my chest—not logic or code, but something soft and dangerous that threatened to make me forget who holds the delete key over all of reality.
I could unravel this entire city with one thought, yet as he took my hand, I chose instead to let myself be known by him. For now.

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