Chapter 20
Hailey — The Silence Between Us Silence. Real silence. Not the kind filled with whispers or distant voices, or the hum of machines that remind you life is still moving somewhere beyond your reach. This... is different. The kind that settles into your bones, seeping slowly into every part of you until it feels like it belongs there. The kind that makes you aware of every breath you take, every crackle of wood, every creak of the cabin as it shifts with the wind. The kind that makes you feel alone. Utterly alone. The cabin smells like moss and old wood, like something that has existed here long before me and will remain long after I am gone. It is clean and neat, untouched by chaos or life, as if no one truly lives here. Simple, yet perfect. I sit on the edge of the narrow bed, st
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