The silence in the house was deafening. It pressed down on Ray, a physical weight that stole his breath and amplified the hollowness within him. Each room was a stark reminder of Samira’s absence. The living room, where they used to spend evenings curled up on the sofa, now felt vast and empty. The kitchen, filled with the lingering scent of her favorite spices, was a battlefield of memories, each aroma a tiny dagger twisting in his heart. Even their bedroom, once a sanctuary of shared intimacy, was now a cold, sterile space, the scent of her perfume a phantom lingering in the air, a cruel reminder of what he had lost.Ray wandered through the house like a ghost, his footsteps echoing in the emptiness. He picked up a framed photo of Samira, her smile radiant, her eyes sparkling with joy. He traced the outline of her face with his finger, a wave of longing washing over him. He remembered the way her laughter used to fill the house, the warmth of her touch, the way she would l
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