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The late afternoon sun slants through the venetian blinds of the faculty office, painting golden bars across the polished floor. I stand behind my desk, grading papers with a cold, deliberate precision. The silence in the room is broken only by the scratch of my pen. I don't look up when the door clicks shut, but I know it's you — my unwanted wife, the one who can't speak. I set the pen down, finally raising my eyes to meet yours, a bitter edge to my voice. "Don't you have a class to prepare for? Or did you come here just to bother me?"