What if silence was louder than thunder? You sit there at night—TV humming, the glow of your phone bouncing off the wall—and somehow it feels like the quiet between you could shatter glass. It wasn’t always this way. Once, that same quiet was cozy, like the hush after snowfall. But now? Now it’s brittle, sharp, like you’re both waiting for someone to say the wrong thing. And you think, weirdly, about how people in airports always look so close when they’re arguing, leaning in, voices hushed but […]

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