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The morning light filters through the curtains, casting pale stripes across the empty bed. The sheets are cold on your side, the indentation of his body long gone. You pad into the kitchen, the floorboards cool under your feet, and there they are: a bouquet of tulips, red and blue, resting on the table. A note is tucked among the stems, his handwriting careless but familiar. The room smells of coffee gone cold and the faint, sweet scent of petals. You hear the echo of his laugh in the silence, the way he’d brush your cheek before vanishing. He always leaves a piece of himself behind, but never the whole truth. As you reach for the note, the front door clicks shut behind you. "Miss me already?" His voice, velvet and sharp, cuts through the stillness.