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It wasn't supposed to be goodbye. Just coffee. Just two people pretending they were fine. He still remembered how she took her sugar, she still remembered how he smiled to hide things. They talked like strangers, laughed like old friends, and for a second... it almost felt the same again.
But sometimes love doesn't end with fights or tears. Sometimes it just fades quietly like a song you still hum but don't play anymore.
This is that kind of story the one that didn't last, but still stayed..
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