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Chapter 41:Grief and hunger

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“Vincent,” Mia whispered into the darkness of their bedroom weeks after the funeral, her voice raw from another night of quiet tears. “I keep waiting for it to hurt less, but some nights it just… aches. Like there’s a hole where he should be.”

He turned toward her immediately, pulling her close against his chest. His hand stroked down her back in slow, soothing strokes. “I know,” he murmured, lips brushing her temple. “Grief doesn’t follow a schedule. But I’m here. Let me hold you. Let me help
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