Today marks the fourth anniversary of possibly the last time CH and I had any kind of meaningful contact - a work night out that coincided with her birthday that had all the usual CH elements - suspicious kisses, touching, ass grabbing etc. as well as a strange text conversation that was oddly emotive for CH.
Still, beyond the vague will-they-won't-they chemistry that I had with her, I don't miss her that much beyond a vague tinge of disappointment at how it turned out.
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