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CHAPTER 105

Author: Sunkissed
last update publish date: 2026-07-16 02:47:06

ARIA’S POV

The house was never quiet anymore.

I want to be precise about that — not quiet in the way that houses with six children under five are never quiet, which was true and was its own specific category of sound. Not quiet in the deeper sense. The specific quality of a space that has been filled, completely, with the ongoing evidence of people living in it.

Footsteps at hours that weren't designed for footsteps.

Voices in registers that carried through walls with the specific efficiency
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