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The building across the courtyard still hums with its ordinary yellow light, but the room where she used to sit has been dark for a long time. She stands at the window now like a shadow someone forgot to take with them, outlined against the blue of a sky that never learned the difference between evening and regret. This was the view we shared for months, trading small stories over coffee while the day moved from gray to gold on the glass. We used to joke that the world outside looked like a painting, all flat lines and rows of windows, and that we were the only real thing inside the frame. Then one morning she did not come back from whatever errand she said she had to run, and life went on anyway, the same bells ringing, the same people crossing the courtyard below. Her chair stayed empty, her laughter stayed missing, and the window slowly turned from a backdrop into a reminder. Now she returns only like this, as a silhouette in my memory, watching a building that no longer holds anything of us. If I close my eyes, I can almost hear her voice again, telling me that the evening light makes everything look softer, even the places where people leave and never look back.