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    Home was not a house or a city or a memory. It was the steady rhythm of Mira’s heart beneath her ear, the gentle warmth of arms that never let her fall, the soft hollow of Mira’s neck.

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  2. Rec 10

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    Mira’s hand closed around the cup. The porcelain burned against her skin. She raised it slowly, almost reverently, and took a sip.

    The taste was strange. Bitter at first, then sweet, like a memory unfolding in her mouth. The steam rose higher, curling through her hair.

    She set the cup down, blinking as her vision wavered. The light shifted. The sound of the kettle faded, replaced by something softer. A breath, drawn just across from her.

    And when she lifted her eyes..

    Rumi.

    There are places in the world where the unspoken gathers. Mira finds one seventy-three days after losing Rumi. Between sips of tea and impossible light, she learns that grief is just love with nowhere to land and that sometimes, love finds its way back.

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