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She wakes before the house.
The sheets still carry his scent. The robe he left on the chair is where she dropped it, half-forgotten, after her body stopped trembling. Everything around her is still.
Too still.
Not peaceful.
Poised.
Like the quiet between words on a page that hasn't finished writing her down yet.
She sits up slo