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“Is the baby hungry?” he asked.
The question pierced deeper than the cashier’s words ever could.
Mara’s lips trembled. She lowered her eyes, because lying had once been a skill she used to survive, but motherhood had stripped her of that ability in moments that mattered.
“Yes,” she whispered.
The boy paused. It was barely a second, but something shifted in that space, something that didn’t announce itself, something quiet and irreversible.
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