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Smelling Like Each Other
The next few days, Damian was distant. He pulled himself away for me. He was mostly silent, only talking to me if I asked him questions. Even then, his answers were always short and curt. I wanted to ask him why - why would he do that when he knew I was his? But I was too afraid of him pulling himself even further away. I didn’t want to think too much of the way he acted. He still stayed with me in my place, we still slept together, and he always cooked breakfasts for us. We would go to meetings together too, either to his or mine. He had synchronized our meeting schedules. Our days were mostly filled with meetings. Every morning, I always found him in my study, looking at our picture with the same pained expression. Sometimes I even thought I saw tears roll down his eyes. Did he miss Ra
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