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What if your heart still yearns for the one who effortlessly tore it out to stamp it and then spit on it?

She was so obvious, they said.
And he? So oblivious, they said.

He was a constant, her Northern star, burning bright.
Or so she had thought.

Sometimes, all forevers aren't just meant to be.

Or is it?

45 minutes, 2 familiar strangers, and 1 bus ride.

The clock is ticking.
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Cover made by yours truly.