Excerpts From the Stories I'll Never Write

[2] To Go Back

As she took a deep breath, she held the cup of coffee in her hands. Its heat replaced by a cold sensation. She took a sip from it and put it back to the table.

“What happened to us?” he said softly.

She didn’t know how to answer his question. She didn’t know the answer to it either. Silence filled the air once again. The same thing that happened, on the day they stopped being together.

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