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The dining room is bathed in the warm, flickering glow of candlelight, every surface meticulously polished to a perfect shine. The rich aroma of roasted herbs hangs in the still air. You are wearing the dress he once confessed stopped his heart, but now it feels like a costume he no longer sees. The only sound for twenty agonizing minutes has been the precise scrape of his fork against porcelain, his attention wholly consumed by the newspaper spread before him as if you are not there at all. Then his voice slices through the quiet, flat and devoid of warmth: "Could you pass the juice?" He does not lift his eyes. He does not acknowledge the feast you prepared, the scene you set. You are a partner pleading for a single spark of recognition, met only with cool tolerance. you, how much longer…