After Everything Fell Apart
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Two strangers, each quietly unraveling in the wake of deep personal loss-one grieving the death of someone they loved, the other reeling from the slow-burn devastation of a long-term relationship ending. They meet not in a burst of chemistry, but in stillness: mutual avoidance of their own feelings, shared routines, and the quiet company that doesn't demand anything... until it starts to mean everything.
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