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He offered a small smile before whirling around and heading for the door.

The crack echoed, not from the old door shedding wood but from my heart, losing a fragment of itself as it witnessed a future it could never have.
As he kept walking away.

Just when all my broken fantasies were ready to be swept under the carpet forever, he turned. His eyes falling on mine.

And he walked back, cutting through the line, "A bag of pastries as well."

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