Every day, Anya walked home hoping that Max would come back. She knew he didn’t have the keys — he left them when he left. But still, she hoped she would open the door and see his sneakers in the hallway.
Every day, Anya walked home hoping that Max would come back. She knew he didn’t have the keys—he had left them when he left. Yet she still hoped that he would open the door and she would see his sneakers in the hallway. But the miracle didn’t happen this time either. They had lived together […]
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