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Maybe she was just chasing after something that didn’t exist. And then she heard it, the sound of footsteps on the stairs. Susan couldn’t help but glance at him often, her mind drifting to the following morning. She didn’t know. And now? She stared at her reflection in the glass. This wasn’t him. A final act of love, or an awkward mistake? “Want to watch a movie with me? What could she give him that would mean as much to him as the PC would have? But none of them seemed right. Susan let out a soft chuckle, her fingers tracing lazy circles on his thigh. Put a bow on yourself. She closed her eyes and counted, forcing herself to take slow breaths in and out, trying to ground herself.