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THE CARTOGRAPHY OF A BROKEN HEART

META'S POV:

The drive toward my condo was steeped in a thick, sorrowful silence. Thyme stared out the window, his head leaning against the glass, the passing neon lights and city blur reflecting in his wet, vacant eyes. He wasn't just looking at the city; he was miles and timelines away, lost i...