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... announce itself.
It never did.
It crept in quietly, disguised as momentum, dressed in cooperation and softened by praise. It came wrapped in reasonable language and deliberate calm, carried not by resistance but by agreement. Elena sensed it long before it took shape—felt it in the way voices lowered when she entered a room, in the way conversations bent subtly toward her presence, in how people stopped finishing their own arguments and waited, instinctively, for her conclusion. ...
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