Time didn't heal her; it only stretched the distance between the present and the moments they had shared. She carried him like a shadow, following her through every room, every street, every moment of stillness.
She avoided their favorite café, but even in other places, the scent of coffee or the laughter of strangers would remind her of him. She didn't go to the park where they had spent lazy Sunday afternoons, but even the sound of children playing made her chest tighten.
It was as if the universe had conspired to keep him alive in her memories, even when she wanted to forget.