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Margaret was admitted to a psychiatric facility for treatment. Michael began therapy with a trauma specialist.
Elena stayed — not out of pity, but out of compassion. For the first time, she saw not a cold, distant man, but a frightened soul learning to rebuild his life from ashes.
Elena carefully took down the old security cameras and packed them away.
“There are no more secrets to watch,” she said softly.
Michael turned to her, eyes clear for the first time in years, and took her hand.
It was a small gesture — but it was the first time in three years he had reached for her willingly.
And in that quiet moment, Elena realized something profound:
Sometimes, distance isn’t born from indifference, but from wounds buried so deep that love can’t reach them — until the truth finally sets them free.
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