Each day, small things went missing. The #vase on the desk, the Russian dolls, fake ferns.
Lynn’s partner said it wasn’t worth calling the cops. She said nothing. The game had begun.
Those items had been gifts from her ex. One day he’d come for her and she’d gladly go. #vss365
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