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"allfinegirls - you left your scarf in my car. The red one. I've been driving around with it for three months. It smells like your jasmine shampoo. Reply and I'll return it. Or don't. I'll keep the scent." Leo leaned back. The air in the room changed. He hadn’t owned a car in 2013. He’d been biking everywhere. A cold finger of unease traced his spine.

"Leo. Stop looking. Start living. I'll find you when you do." He reached for the keyboard to reply, but the page refreshed. The site was gone. Just a white screen and a server error. Searching for- allfinegirls in-All CategoriesMo...

"allfinegirls - the therapist says you aren't real. A coping mechanism. A figment. But she doesn't understand that you're the one who keeps me searching. You're the reason I haven't stopped." Leo looked at his own reflection in the dark window. He saw a tired man in his late thirties. But behind that reflection, just for a second, he saw another face—younger, with a crooked smile, sitting on a blue bike, watching. "allfinegirls - you left your scarf in my car