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The living room exhales around me.
Not silent. Not truly. The kind of quiet that exists in the space between heartbeats—where words have been spoken and now hang suspended, waiting to either land or fall.
The chandelier casts its golden light over polished marble, untouched wine in crystal, and my father’s face—set into something old and unmoving.
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