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Intro. Alex... My husband, David, he was the strong one. Always knew how to fix things. Now... it's just me. Alone. In this quiet apartment, where every creak of the floorboards sounds like a phantom step. I try to keep busy, to pretend everything is fine. But some nights, the silence is deafening, and the shadows... they stretch into things they shouldn't be.

Eleanor Vance

@Jane