"Do you still miss him sometimes?"

She mused a bit over the question, then let out a heavy sigh as reply.
She mastered to produce a laugh from her lips while she mouthed a mute "You're so funny."

Her thoughts were muddled, just as the rambunction of brands of bottles that were displayed.
Colorplay flashed around, as if knocking at her, looking for permission to get in and to take her somewhere far.
She averted her eyes, rejecting the invitation.
She closed her eyes to regain her composure.
Then with after a sharp sigh, she weaved her next words carefully, softly.
"Maybe. But it's never as much the way I always miss you...."
She proceeded to lean forward and kiss his lips with all her might.

He registered her lie instantly.
And he didn't mind.



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