By the time she finished, the room was silent.
Not just quiet.
Empty.
The accusations.
The fear.
The weight crushing my chest.
Gone.
She had seen everything.
Planned everything.
Protected me.
Even after she was gone.
When I walked out of that station, the sunlight felt unreal.
Like I had stepped out of a nightmare.
Sarah stood there, waiting for me to fall.
Instead, she watched me walk free.
And for the first time—
She looked powerless.
I didn’t go home right away.
Instead, I walked next door.
My hand trembled slightly as I unlocked her door.
Our door.
Inside, everything was the same.
Her chair.
Her blanket.
The faint scent of her perfume still lingering in the air.
I sat down slowly.
And for the first time since she passed—
I smiled.
Because she hadn’t left me.
Not really.
She had simply made sure…
I would never be alone again.
