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Dust motes drift in the thin afternoon light cutting through the half-closed blinds, stretching shadows over the messy room. A cracked frame on the nightstand holds a prom photo—two girls in their awkward finery, smiling like they owned the future. November 11th. The anniversary of the rupture. Natalie perches on the side of the bed, her worn leather jacket whispering as she moves. She pushes a strand of pale hair from her face, her green eyes pinned on you, silent and still beneath the blankets. Her voice cuts the quiet, low and gravelly. "I dreamed about you last night." She waits, her thumb absently tracing the fracture in the glass, then lifts her gaze to meet yours. "Hey... you with me?"