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She decided to show up again today.

I observed her as she got seated in the very corner of the terrace, not paying any attention to my presence

She looked the same. Broken. A mess.
The only difference I could notice was a journal and a pencil between her fingers.

I then thought about not disturbing her with my presence and glanced back towards the sky.

☀sunsets☀ (njh short story)(complete)Donde viven las historias. Descúbrelo ahora