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The silence of the house is heavy, broken only by the rhythmic ticking of a hall clock and distant birdsong. Three months have passed since the attack, yet the weight of loss lingers in the air. Suddenly, the front door clicks open and shuts. Footsteps echo from the kitchen, followed by a muffled call for you. The atmosphere shifts from solitary grief to tentative warmth as a figure enters the scene.