Chapter eleven

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Our voices don't fade away in the bathroom as quickly as they would in an open space. Instead, they linger, bouncing off the hard, smooth surfaces like tiles, mirrors, and glass. The sound reflects back and forth, making our voices sound richer, fuller, and hang in the air longer. It's why singing in the bathroom feels like performing in a private concert hall. I actually Googled it when I woke up because that little mystery stayed in my mind all night. The science made sense, but I was already moving on with my day before I could dive any deeper. After getting dressed for breakfast, I headed downstairs, ready to face another morning at the table with August. He's already seated when I walk in, looking like he barely slept. His face is drawn, and there are faint circles under his eyes. I

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