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ππππ | ππππππ The calendar marked the thirtieth day. One month since the bullet tore through the air at Robert Hobdenβs estate. The memory was visceral: the crack of the gun, the rush to the porch, the heavy weight of her head in your hands. Blood mingled with the driving rain, staining your palms a deep, alarming crimson. Fingers trembling, you dialed for help, repeating the address into the static, waiting. Waiting. Waiting. You spoke to her silence, hoping some subconscious thread held her tethered to your voice. For thirty days, you visited, staring at her still form, willing her to wake, to return to the way things were. The thirty-first try. But she remained still, anchored only by the rhythmic beep of the monitor. She was close, yet impossibly distanβ¦