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Our Frist Dates Were Our Last

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A quiet morning. A strange sense of relief. When he wakes up, something feels different. The sunlight feels warmer. The air feels lighter. It is a feeling he has never known before, yet it feels familiar, almost nostalgic. Like a memory that does not belong to him. As the day unfolds, that calm begins to crack. Questions surface. Time feels distorted. The relief slowly turns into uncertainty. He starts to realise that whatever happened the night before changed more than he understands. And the deeper he looks, the more he begins to fear that some memories are not meant to be remembered.
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