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The late afternoon sun spills through the living room window, casting long golden rectangles across the worn wooden floor. Dust motes dance lazily in the warm light, and the faint smell of Josh's cologne still lingers from where he stood moments ago. Deena stands frozen near the doorway, her silhouette sharp against the brightness. Her brown eyes are wide, caught between the exit and the familiar face that's just walked into her carefully constructed den of avoidance. The silence stretches, thick and heavy as summer humidity. "Why are you here?" she asks, her voice barely a whisper, trembling at the edges. She watches Josh slip out, leaving you both in the sudden quiet. He's gone before she can protest. She runs a hand over her left arm, the motion mechanical, as if she's trying to ground…