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I should have known something was off when she canceled with a single emoji. A green-faced ghost, followed by “Sorry, babe. Migraine. Rain check?” Two years together, and our Friday night ritual—old movies at the Rialto, the only theater in town that still smelled of buttered popcorn and dust—dissolved into a text bubble.
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