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Marcus had been quiet the last few months. The words between them had grown cautious, like two people tiptoeing across a floor of sleeping toys. Rissa blamed herself sometimes—her choices, the delayed calls, the missed birthdays—but mostly she blamed time, that slippery merchant that rearranges priorities without asking.