[Already she has "wait" typed out on the screen, is just about to hit enter . . .]
[And he's gone. Again.]
[Maybe it's true. Maybe this time, here, there won't be all the excuses there were before. This time she knows he's in the city. They have to meet. If he's on this app, he's like the rest of them, isn't he? He'll come this time. He'll explain.]
[It doesn't completely stop the wave of frustration. Anger. But she chokes it down with all the assurances she makes to herself. They have to be true.]
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[And he's gone. Again.]
[Maybe it's true. Maybe this time, here, there won't be all the excuses there were before. This time she knows he's in the city. They have to meet. If he's on this app, he's like the rest of them, isn't he? He'll come this time. He'll explain.]
[It doesn't completely stop the wave of frustration. Anger. But she chokes it down with all the assurances she makes to herself. They have to be true.]
[She has to wait.]