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... The aroma of freshly cooked omelet filled the kitchen as I placed the plate on the table. Abigail sat across from me, watching with cautious curiosity.
As I took my first bite, she finally spoke, her voice laced with suspicion. "How are you still so normal after Kayla's death?"
I chewed slowly, then looked up at her with a blank expression. "She's dead," I said flatly. "There's no point in mourning someone forever."
Abigail stared at me in disbelief, as if trying to decip ...
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