But you chose it every day, even when I couldn’t say thank you. silence, just the hum of his refrigerator. “It mattered,” he said quietly. I reached across the table, put my hand near his, not touching, but close. “You were worth every single day,” I said. He nodded once. “I know that now.” We sat there a moment longer. Then I got up, finished the dishes while he opened his laptop.

“Same routine, same comfortable silence, but something important had been said. I kissed the top of his head on my way out. He didn’t flinch. See you Tuesday, I said. Tuesday, he confirmed. I drove home through streets I’d driven a thousand times before. Same route, same turns. The way Ethan liked things, the way I’d learned to like things, too.

My phone buzzed at a red light. A text from Ethan. Thank you. Just those two words. I smiled the whole way

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