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Is she dead?

But if she was, then why could she still see his shadow?

Maybe it was her soul, lingering in that world, keeping watch over her body as it grew cold and stiff, refusing to let go—desperate

to chase after him, even now.

Sylvia jolted awake from the dream, despair clinging to her mind like a thick fog that refused to lift.

She stared into the darkness beyond her window and curled into herself, trying to feel the warmth of her own body.

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Why was it that the more she tried to start anew, the deeper her despair grew?

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The next day

Sylvia was busy from the moment she arrived at the office. Just before noon, Eugene showed up.

He cbearing armfuls of fresh flowers—enough for nearly every woman in the building. Alongside the bouquets were boxes of

chocolates and an array of colorful pastries. If it was something a woman might like, he'd brought it.

The office erupted with laughter, delighted squeals, and the kind of excited chatter that only a mountain of gifts could inspire.

With the most exquisite bouquet in hand, Eugene walked into Sylvia's office and presented it to her with a warm, courteous smile.

“Happy one-week anniversary to the girl | love most!”

Sylvia leaned back in her chair, a hint of a smile on her lips. “If you keep this up, I'll have to ban you froming here.”

Eugene grinned, all innocence. “Why? You can see for yourself—every t| stop by, your coworkers are over the moon!”

Sylvia stood, smoothing out her skirt. e on, let’s grab lunch.”

They ate at a bistro across the street, where a few of Sylvia's colleagues stopped by to greet Eugene, each one friendlier than the

last.

Sylvia laughed. “If this keeps up, you might as well buy out mypany.”

Eugene's gaze softened. “I don’t want yourpany. | just want to trade everyone's affection for yours alone.”

Sylvia suddenly looked up, her eyes serious. “What if, after all your effort, you end up empty-handed? Would you be disappointed?

Maybe even resentful?”

—— The price is only 1/4 of what others charge ——

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