She buys the CBD drink to calm her nerves and provide the inner peace she needs not to go back home right now and open his phone with the password she has memorised and scrawled, just in case, on a post-it hidden in the bookcase, trawling through his photos until she gets way back to the nudes of his ex who is so much skinnier than she is that her heart rate rises and her breath quickens and she is forced just to pop to the shops, again, to buy a drink, a CBD drink—her second of the day.
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cucumber mint for me thanks