It was late when the house finally went quiet.The kind of quiet that only comes when a child is asleep and the world outside feels far away.Noah was upstairs, tangled in his blanket, breathing softly without a single worry on his face.Ava stood in the kitchen, turning off the last light.Liam was still awake.He always was.She found him in the living room, sitting near the window, staring at nothing in particular.Not the city.Not the phone in his hand.Just… space.Ava walked in slowly.“You’re still up,” she said gently.Liam didn’t look away from the window.“Yes.”A pause.Then she asked softly, “What are you thinking about?”That made him finally turn his head.Not quickly.Not sharply.Just slowly, like he was choosing honesty over silence.“You,” he said.Ava blinked slightly.“Me?”He nodded.“I’ve been thinking a lot since everything changed.”Ava sat beside him on the sofa.The room was dim,
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