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My eyes kept to the hands upon the clock traveling the circumference of time as I had the words of Doja Cat playing loudly in my head space while trying to think of anything but Shane. But with each attempt came a cerberus in return; for each thought eradicated, two more returned in their place. But eventually my stomach would rumble and my bladder would prove weak as I would have no choice but to leave the comfort of my bedroom and venture with the risk of facing him once again. But as I expected to find the reflection of a television program casting on the wall beside the steps or even the illumination of the kitchen light reaching the steps, the only thing I would find had been Shane’s back facing me as he was bent over the steps seemingly standing guard. As I saw his body begin to shif