Listening, Nathaniel realized, was not the absence of speech.It was the suspension of instinct.For years, his reflex had been to respond immediately. To contextualize. To explain intent. To adjust variables until friction softened into manageability. Listening, in the way Lillian demanded now, required him to resist all of that.It required him to stay still while discomfort spoke.The day after she set the boundary, he did not retreat into work. That alone felt unnatural. He attended the morning briefings, but he did not linger afterward to refine language or optimize outcomes. When questions arose that could wait, he let them.He came home early.Lillian noticed immediately, though she did no
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