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Absence.Molly stands, rigid appearance contrasting with such a warm name, cold fingers drumming against the half-empty bottle resting near. She gazes intensely, awaiting the one whose things had been tossed outside, almost enthused. In the dark of the room, numbers fill her head as she calculates the possible prices of jewelry now useless to her, forming wasted compensation. Lifting her hand, she rests it on the door handle as he approaches, his shuffling pausing before quickening. Weight against the door, he protests when it doesn't open. She simply states, as her father had long ago, “I changed my mind.” There's a long silence, seeminglyAbsence.
by ~alice-in-nightmares
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