.. and as the moon fades and the sun sores through the orange hues, a new page was unfolding to her story. A new chapter was starting. Perhaps one that was alot less bitter.
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At 10:00 am he finally overcomes the hypnosis of those numbers. He leaves his chair for a glass of water, to get a much desired sleep.
Walking into the dining room, he is tackled by a strange yet nostalgic emptiness.

Although he has gotten used to only detestably bumping into one another, there had always been a presence of someone in his surrounding..

Her presence, which was now completely gone. He...