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Dan heard his phone vibrate on the table next to him, a tone that signaled a message from imvu. He picked it up with a shaky hand and unlocked it, seeing her message.

Message from DireAudi:
hi dan..
it's been two weeks since we've talked last.
i miss you, like a lot

He locked his phone, not replying out of his guilt. He raised the cigarette to his lips and took a long breath in, the tears rolling down his cheeks slow and heavy. The breeze drifted in softly through his window as he breathed out the smoke, watching it drift away.

He knew he had broken his promise. He knew he had failed. He knew he was not okay.

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