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No One Left at the Table

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Abstract

I have a habit.

Whenever I dine, watch films or ride taxis, I always leave the seat beside me vacant.

I once truly believed Rick would fly into my city and surprise me out of the blue.

Yet across our three years apart, he never visited once.

I tried wedding gowns and booked the venue entirely alone, worn down to total exhaustion.

Trembling, I sent him a message.

[I have a 102-degree fever. No medicine at home.]

He took thirty minutes to reply.

[So what?]

[Do you expect me to sprout wings and rush over with pills?]

[I’m reviewing a project draft. Just get delivery meds.]

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