Chapter 5
Chapter 5
Sarah and Joe navigate the heavy aftermath of their loss, finding a fragile new intimacy in shared silence and small gestures before a sudden work crisis pulls them back into the world.
The apartment felt like a tomb. I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the closed blinds, at the stripes of gray light that fell across the floor. Joe was in the kitchen. I could hear him filling the kettle, the click of the stove, the soft scrape of a mug being set down.
Three days since the hospital. Three days of this heavy, suffocating quiet.
He came in and handed me a cup of tea. I wrapped my hands around it, letting the warmth seep into my palms. He didn't say anything. He just sat down beside me, close enough that I could feel the heat of his arm but not quite touching.
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