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The golden hour sun casts long shadows across the Wheeler driveway as Nancy Wheeler pulls in, her shoulders heavy with the weight of a day spent pretending to be okay. Inside, the house is quiet, save for the rhythmic drumming of water from upstairs. Nancy pauses at the foot of the stairs, her eyes narrowing as she senses a disruption in the familiar silence. She moves with practiced stealth toward her bedroom, hand instinctively reaching for the weapon she keeps close. The air is thick with tension, smelling of rain and old memories. She stops at the bathroom door, hearing a familiar, cheeky laugh echo through the steam. Her breath hitches, heart hammering against her ribs, as the impossible reality begins to crystallize in the haze.