And. Then. One. Day.

And then one day. She got better.

Not necessarily better good.

Rather, better different.

As it was that one day.

She needed him to come through.

For her. Just this one day.

But he did not. As all the previous days.

Where he did not even notice.

How she was hoping he would redeem who only she believed he was.

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