Later, in the weeks that followed, small things changed. A neighbor fixed a fence; two old lovers sat on a bench and tried speaking without the usual flinches. Riya finally called her mother about the photograph she'd been afraid to ask about. The town didn't become a different place overnight. Ruins don't rebuild themselves that fast. But the idea of mending—awkward, halting, human—spread like a slow, stubborn light.
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