05/23/2026
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She was still in the house.
Still answering. Still washing cups. Still moving around him like the routine had not cracked.
But her mind had started removing him from small places.
No extra snacks. No automatic plans. No adding his name to things that required a future.
He thought leaving would sound like a slammed door.
Hers sounded like one less item in the cart.