[ **Idea for the second half of this chapter comes from a 2 line prompt I'd read a long time ago (even though every word of this piece is my take on it); however, if the original writer who suggested these ideas on the internet happens to come across this piece and wants credits, they can feel free to leave a message below conveying the same. ]
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[ Zach ]
I rolled to my bedside the next morning, in a etched habit of passing my hands on the bed sheet until they reach her skin and hold her tight for a few minutes re-assuring myself of her presence before I wake up, owing to the fact that I was almost always out of the bed before her but this time, I only clutch the satin sheets instead of her skin and that makes me flutter my eyes open sooner than I would have preferred.
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