A House, A Goodbye

She stood in the doorway, fingers still curled around the handle of the suitcase she never wanted to pack, while I tried to explain numbers and deadlines that meant nothing against the history soaked into those walls. The silence between us grew thick, threaded with every unsaid accusation, until one day it hardened into years of absence. Then came a trembling voice, a faded stamp, and a truth neither of us had ever dar… Continues…

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