The Distant Promise

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The rain hits the glass like gravel. You are inside, but the cold is a physical weight, pressing against the doorframe. Your daughter, Elara, is in the kitchen. She is not looking at you. She is looking at the watch on your wrist. It is a Patek Philippe, complex, mechanical, ticking with a rhythm that defies the silence of the house. You try to speak. The words feel foreign in your mouth....

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