epilogue | iii

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In moments of loneliness,

she haunted familiar places

—the park, the café

—chasing echoes of their shared laughter.

In her heart,

she clung to the memory of him,

seeking solace in moments

where they had once existed as one.

The world outside continued to rush on

without her,

while she remained suspended,

trapped in a liminal space

with her shadows.

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