It was a Thursday afternoon when I finally saw the map on his phone that shattered everything—another city, another life. I blinked hard at the neon blue dot, the one that screamed the truth I didn’t want to admit. “What the hell is this?” I whispered, heart pounding like a drum in my ears. He was supposed to be at work, but each second I stared at that screen felt like pulling at a thread in my world’s fabric.

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June 7, 2026

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