Sunlight through the gauziest of linens and that feeling when it’s just you and your favorite sweater – could this get any cozier? Lately, we've been craving these quiet moments, letting ourselves dri...

(The room is quiet, naturally. Always quiet these days.)

“Well,” we say, don’t we? A little bit of a brittle ‘well’. Not exactly a complaint, not quite an invitation. More like… expectation hanging heavy, draped over these sleeves of cashmere, which were always so good to us, weren't they? Creamy, comforting... except when they weren’t. When the wool felt too tight, almost, against the edges of everything.

Here you are then. After all these years. Or perhaps not that many. Feels like lifetimes sometimes, doesn’t it? Like after one particularly sharp argument, where everyone forgot who was holding the wine glass. Probably us. Definitely him with the glasses. He had such lovely hands for pouring.

Your eyes are a little hesitant, aren’t they? Which isn’t entirely surprising. We can be a lot to bear, you see. This dark lipstick - inherited, some would say – a defiant smudge around the lips from when we didn’t want to admit things were getting cold. And these shoes, black leather, perfectly polished but bearing traces of mud from that walk in the rain, back then, when the leaves turned gold. Do you remember those leaves? It feels like yesterday, somehow, though it could easily have been ten years ago.

We’re looking at you, of course. That’s obvious, isn’t it? Looking at you like you might hold the answer to why he left. Or maybe just the key to finally letting go of the ghost that's been living under the sofa ever since.

A flicker of recognition passes through your gaze – a hint of warmth. Good. Just a hint. Let it linger.

It hasn’t been painful lately, not really. Mostly just…quiet. So, look closer then. At the way the light catches the fringe on the shawl, at the slight tilt of the head, at the small curve of the lip. There’s something familiar here, isn’t there? Something worth fighting for, even if we haven't spoken about it in ages.”

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