Sunlight through the leaves and that perfect cozy knit – feeling like this all day long! A little bit of city life mixed with plenty of quietude - it’s our favorite combo. Coffee cup in hand (and not ...

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“There. That’s better.” It wasn’t much, was it? Just a little bit more willing to sit still than last time. A little less certain about whether those particularines were too many, not enough… well, everything feels a little uncertain these days. This room always did, really. Our grandfather’s library, all heavy shadows and scent of old paperbacks and dust motes dancing in the afternoon light. Or so it seemed. We weren’t quite here, were we? Not really here for years. Not since…well, maybe that doesn’t matter. Too easy to dwell.

It's funny, isn'd it? The way you used to wrinkle your nose when we argued – small, subtle things, usually. Like you thought ‘argued’ was a strong word. More often than not, we were just quietly drifting apart, each of us contentedly lost in our own little worlds of books and wine and perfectly poured Negronis.

Yourself, mostly. Always yourself. Didn’t seem to notice ours very often. Excepting perhaps the fact that your shirt sleeves never quite reached. Doesn’t mean we minded. Much.

This dress felt braver today, didn’t it? Slightly bolder than when you last saw us, though it could be denial. Love to think so. Feels good, this fabric against the skin, smooth and cool despite the heat within. And the way the light catches the emerald – likeed your eye for colour.

Now then, don't stand there staring. Aren’t you going to say anything?”

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