And for the first time that night, the silence in her apartment felt like a choice, not a sentence.
A single status update, posted three weeks ago. A quote from a book he’d never read when they were together: “The opposite of love is not hate, it’s indifference.”
And that’s when she saw it.
Three dots. A question that felt deceptively simple. Below it, the name she hadn’t spoken aloud in eight months:
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