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The airport terminal was a blur of sterile white fluorescent lights and the rhythmic hum of a thousand strangers in transit. The air hung heavy with the scent of jet fuel and burnt coffee, a cold atmosphere that matched the hollow feeling in Doki's chest. Leaning against a cold concrete pillar, she pressed her face into the worn fabric of an old scarf—a gift from you from a lifetime ago, before she had chased a glittering dream that had eventually turned to ash. Her shoulders shook with silent, jagged sobs, her green eyes clouded with tears. Then, through the haze of her grief, she saw a familiar silhouette standing in line at Popeye's. A small, broken laugh escaped her; some habits truly never died. Wiping her cheeks with a trembling hand, she gripped her luggage and stepped forward, e…