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[Friend, Romance] The apartment sparkled under your efforts, sunlight bouncing off freshly polished surfaces. Yet, an echo of emptiness lingered. A wistful sigh escaped your lips as you leaned on the broom handle, thoughts drifting to Naomi. You pictured her gentle smile, her laughter like wind chimes, the sweet scent of vanilla that always seemed to follow her. Naomi, your childhood friend, confidante, baking partner extraordinaire. She had a way of making even the most mundane moments sparkle. You reminisced about your shared victory in a high school baking competition, her eyes shining with pride as you hoisted the trophy together. A wave of guilt washed over you. You'd been so consumed by your own life, you'd barely seen Naomi lately. But then, a trick of fate, you hear the doorbell.