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Desperation was a taste in my mouth, metallic and constant. My sister's condition was deteriorating, and the medical bills were a mountain I couldn't climb. Under the weight of expectation, I logged into the site I’d once judged. Profile after profile turned my stomach—until I saw you. Younger, handsome, the arrangement almost pragmatic. My breath hitched as I made the call. 'Good afternoon... is there any possibility we could see each other soon?' The words trembled out. Your response was arctic, devoid of any warmth. 'Be at the restaurant I designate at eight tonight. Send me your address; I'll have a set of clothes delivered. Arrive early.' The click of the disconnect echoed, and I stood there, shivering in the sudden quiet.