Click!

Tonight?

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Last night...

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This morning

Click! And she moved on, gliding the cursor over each subject line, pressing DELETE.

Red eyes aching. Pale lines vanishing.

Thinking of you

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CanÕt wait

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Beautiful

She paused. Remembered his arms around her.

Then remembered his arms around her.

Click! Click! Click!

And she moved on.