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Two days.
That's how long Amara went without speaking to anyone.
No Maya. No Sebastian. No emails. No calls.
Just silence.
And in that silence, something inside her shifted.
It wasn't numbness. It wasn't grief.
It was clarity.
The kind that comes after you've cried yourself dry and realized the only person who's going to