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He turned off the light and didn’t look back.

She never mentioned it again.

She began watching it. Obsessively. During coffee, she’d sit across the room, mug warming her hands, eyes fixed on that dark, growing mouth. By the end of the second week, the crack had swallowed the entire wall beneath the window. It spread in intricate patterns—spirals, whorls, shapes that looked almost like letters in a language she didn’t speak. crack in wall under window

Ella didn’t sleep after that.

“Old house,” she muttered, and went back to scrubbing. He turned off the light and didn’t look back