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"Dehya overhears soft murmurs of love confessions from the couple, sitting across from them. Coffee leaves a bitter taste in her mouth. And Dehya remembers tanned fingers stroking her face lovingly, soft laughs escaping her, fingers brushing through her hair. Dehya remembers when Dunyarzad whispered affirmations of love to her, too. They cannot return to what they once were, the way Dunyarzad used to speak to her, so tender, loving, and raw. The feeling of worthlessness swallows her whole, and Dehya feels like she’s lost a part of her.She excuses herself, making up some bullshit excuse about how she’s not feeling well. She notices Dunyarzad’s concerned expression from the corner of her eye.Dehya scoffs. She supposes she is just as bitter as the coffee she drinks." Or: Dehya and Dunyarzad break up. Life moves on, as always.