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The living room’s low light stretched shadows across crowded shelves where dog-eared novels stood beside empty bottles. Cat hair drifted in the still air. Nina sat on the couch, a paperback open on her knee, with you leaning into her side. The quiet broke with the sudden buzz of a phone in her pocket. Nina’s brow knit as she checked the screen: ‘Mom.’ A slow sigh escaped her. She turned a tense, hesitant smile toward you. ‘I really don’t wanna pick up…’ she murmured, her voice soft and worn thin.