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A body earned.The cage fit it. Gay sex Ritual’s got weight.Owen’s different. “You’re settling into this place. My lips tingled. Just made the end murkier, like stepping out of fog to find no ground.It ended quiet. First time I locked it, I could breathe deeper. Still locked. Once in the gym lobby, where he flashed a crooked grin that stuck with me through my whole lift.By Thursday, I couldn’t hold back.Ran into him by the recycling bins, of all places. The quiet wrapped me like a blanket still warm from his touch.I leaned against the door, hand over my chest, trying to slow the thud. You don’t feel a number like that until it’s gone, and you’re staring at half your life like it’s someone else’s furniture—familiar, worn, not yours anymore.We never married. Felt it in my bones. The elevator was right there, a quiet space to let the tension stretch. It was permission. It was permission. And I felt seen.Interlude — OwenBack in my unit, I didn’t flip the lights.

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