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Bahamas for Lydia’s anniversary. A Greek island cruise. Hundreds of photos on social media—my family laughing in sunlight while I scrolled alone in my apartment, feeling like a ghost.
“We didn’t think you’d be able to get time off work,” Mom said once, dismissive, when I asked about Greece.
I had four weeks of vacation that year. I’d told her.
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