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She thought to herself, "this is how he cries"
No tears, only denial.
She counted the times he looked down at the floor.
20 times. Each and everytime it was a second longer.
She finally grabbed him by the chin, lifting his head gently until their eyes met again.
He turned away, sparked up a match and brought the ciggarett towards his lips.
The distant silhouette of him started to fade.
He didn't bother looking back.
