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He ate alone that night, listening to the soft sounds of her chewing from the floor by the radiator.

"You don't have to—"

Elias sat down on the cold pantry floor next to her. They stayed there for an hour, saying nothing. The cans stayed unorganized. live with a slave

"Try."

He found her crying in the pantry. Not sobbing—just silent tears tracking down her face while she organized cans of beans by expiration date. He crouched beside her. He ate alone that night, listening to the