By the time Lionel left for work, the apartment had fallen quiet again.The front door clicked shut.His footsteps faded down the hallway.Then there was only silence.Estella stood in the middle of the living room for a moment, letting herself breathe.No meetings.No emails.No board members.No reporters.No pretending.She wrapped both hands around the warm mug of honey tea Lionel had insisted she finish before he left. It had already gone lukewarm, but she drank it anyway.She wandered toward the balcony.Morning sunlight spilled across the wooden deck, washing the small space in a soft golden glow. A few weeks ago, she had filled it with potted plants, hanging vines, and a pair of wicker chairs she had impulsively bought online.It was the first place that had ever felt like hers.She lowered herself into one of the chairs.Across the courtyard, Aizen's balcony remained empty.The curtains were drawn.He was already at Valcor.A faint smile touched her lips before disappearing a
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