Episode 8
Sunlight spills into the living room, catching dust motes midair like confetti. He plays the keyboard, his fingers playful and certain. She sings barefoot in front of him, eyes closed, voice wrapped in laughter. Their golden retriever trots between them, tail thumping the rhythm, a squeaky toy in tow. The room pulses with harmony—joy in stereo, love in high fidelity.
The whole house knows what happiness sounds like.
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