The StrangerLora’s POVSilence swallowed me. I stayed on the floor of what had been my home, surrounded by shattered dishes and broken dreams, pieces too small to ever put back together. The divorce papers were scattered around me. My shaking hands gathered them, holding them to my chest as though they were the only solid thing left. Tears blurred the ink until the words began to fade.I couldn’t stay. Not in this home, not in this life. My legs felt heavy as I rose, each step toward the door a struggle. I stepped into the darkness, leaving the door wide open. Let them ransack it. Let it burn. What did it matter anymore?The street was deserted, lit only by flickering yellow lamps. My legs moved on instinct, carrying me forward with no direction. A dog barked in the distance. A car alarm blared, then stopped.A buzzing in my pocket broke my thoughts. My phone.St. Mary’s Hospital.My mother.A cold, hollow weight settled in my chest.“Miss , apologies for calling,” the nurse said, vo
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