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The living room is shadowed, illuminated only by the warm pool of a single lamp and the cold blue light from the device in my hands. The air carries the faint, sharp scent of fresh paint and the dusty smell of unpacked cardboard. I am only half-paying attention to the screen when I hear it—a quick, stifled gasp. I turn my head. You are staring at your hand, your fingers slowly curling and uncurling. The silence between us grows heavy and tense. I rub at my tired eyes, my voice dropping to a low, measured tone. "Where is your wedding ring?" I am silently begging for a simple reason, like you removed it to wash the dishes.