18 juillet 2026

Last Thursday felt like all the others

Last Thursday felt like all the others since my life shattered— quiet, empty, heavy.

By midnight, I was cleaning a counter that was already spotless, just to keep my hands busy and my thoughts quiet.

That’s when I heard the knocking.

Three gentle taps on the front door.

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