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... . For once, no footsteps echoed from the hallway, no pans clattered in the kitchen. The usual Saturday morning stir of family life had quieted—either everyone was out or respectfully leaving her to herself.
She stretched beneath the blanket, a long, contented sigh slipping out. Her muscles were still sore with tension from yesterday, but it felt different now—like the ache after standing your ground too long, not like shrinking into yourself.
Her phone buzzed with a message.
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