Every creak in the apartment kept me awake. Every shadow looked wrong. Around midnight, I even checked the locks three separate times. But sometime after 3:00 a.m., exhaustion finally won. This morning, the app recorded another conversation.
I replayed the recording three times, hoping I had misunderstood what I was hearing. Maybe it was the neighbors. Maybe the app glitched somehow. Maybe I was still half asleep and imagining things.
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Liz Zemlicka 