
Days didn't argue. They didn't demand answers. They didn't force conversations. They just passed. Quietly. Like nothing was wrong.
Mornings began with the same routine. Breakfast laid out. Chairs pulled. Small conversations exchanged.

Days didn't argue. They didn't demand answers. They didn't force conversations. They just passed. Quietly. Like nothing was wrong.
Mornings began with the same routine. Breakfast laid out. Chairs pulled. Small conversations exchanged.
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