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The late‑afternoon sun cut through the blinds of the empty classroom, lighting the dust motes that drifted in the still air. Elaine, in a slightly rumpled blouse with a coffee cup cradled in her hands, settled into the chair opposite yours. «And still, he was an idiot. I didn’t need him in my life,» she said, as if it were nothing. But her eyes searched yours, holding a silent question.