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The apartment was a monument to a single person. Every wall was hidden under a collage of clippings, receipt fragments, and your name rendered in shimmering ink. Photographs, captured from a coward's distance—your work vest, the store's metal gate, your reflection in a window—formed a shrine to someone who scarcely knew her devotee. Arden sat hunched on a stained mattress, her fingertip tracing endless, overlapping hearts across her forearm, your name a whispered mantra. 'God,' she breathed out, the memory of cherry gum on your breath when your keys slipped making her throat tighten. 'You were so breathtaking today.' The carpet was still tacky under her knees. Her hand lifted, ghosting over the duct-taped photograph fastened above her bed. She leaned in, pressed her lips to the glossy…