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March brought the sun back— a bright blue sky and a wind that sliced the skin.
From my office window, I could barely make out the people below, coats drawn tight, noses buried in scarves.
Life was moving on. I wasn’t.
Sunlight flooded the room. Polished surfaces gleamed, reflecting everything. Perfect as a picture. Barren as my soul.
I held my mother’s necklace between my fingers. It had stayed with me ever since Mia pressed it into my palm.
The metal was warm. The moon-shaped pendant bit into my skin, and I welcomed the sting.
"Dylan said when he got in at six, you were already here. Did you sleep here?"
Boyd’s voice hit the back of my head. I turned.
He stood in the doorway, filling it. Had he knocked? Had I left the door open?
I didn’t remember. Didn’t care.
"Good mor
