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Twenty four months. Two weeks. Six days.
The first big argument.
Fifteen months. Three weeks. Four days.
The last holiday.
The last truly passionate moment.
Twelve months. Two weeks. One day.
The first of the long nights.
The first of ‘Is this still working?’
The start of the doubts.
The beginning of what Dan would consider to be ‘the end’.
Eleven months. One week. Three days.
The last night spent in his arms.
The last orgasm.
The last of them.
Eleven months. One week. Two days.
The last time Dan saw Kyle.
The last time the apartment door slammed shut, never to reopen to the flat that they had called home, decorated with their memories, painted with the colours of their love.
Zero months. Zero weeks. Zero days. Twenty seconds.
The first time in eleven months, one week, and two days that Kyle has stood in front of Dan.