Chapter 18KatyThe strange thing about time is that it rarely announces itself when it passes.There are no bells, no sudden realizations that mark the moment when something changes. Most of the time, life shifts quietly, so gradually that you don’t notice until you stop long enough to look back.That realization comes to me on a Tuesday morning while I’m standing in the kitchen of Mark’s apartment. Yes you heard that right.The smell of coffee fills the air as sunlight spills through the wide windows, warming the hardwood floors beneath my feet. Outside, the city is already alive with movement with cars passing in steady rhythms, people rushing toward work, the distant hum of everyday life unfolding. The usual busy New York routine.I lean against the kitchen counter, scrolling absently through my phone while the coffee machine finishes brewing.For a moment, everything feels normal. Like this is the way it has always been.Comfortable.Familiar.And that’s exactly when the thought
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