The Distant Affair

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2026-08-19 00:08:52 -

The rain had not stopped for three days, a grey, persistent weeping that turned the cobblestones of our ancestral home into slick mirrors of the slate sky above. I sat in the high-backed chair by the window, the wood worn smooth by the hands of my forebears, feeling the dampness seep into the marrow of my bones. My wife, Elara, stood in the center of the room, her back to me, staring at the...

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