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I sit down and bring the other chair closer. Our feet almost touch. Her teeth shine in the dark.

“Why you? I don’t question synchronicity. I accept it. It would be like asking why you let me go that night. It was the right time. Your subconscious took the lead.”

I’ve imagined many possibilities in the last 21 days. But a future? A life? That was snuffed out of me years ago, or was perhaps never there to begin with. All I know is to follow commands.

But Melitta hasn’t stuck to the script from that first night.

“Why me?”

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