Claire’s calm recounting of his words was more brutal than any shouting could have been. She didn’t need to raise her voice; she simply held up a mirror. I watched him flinch at his own cruelty, forced to confront the man he’d become. When she thanked me for showing Evelyn kindness, it felt like both a comfort and a verdict. After they left, the silence between us wasn’t empty—it was full of who we really were, and who we could no longer pretend to be.
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