00:00I spent the next three days as a ghost in my own house.
00:03We didn't talk.
00:04We didn't even look at each other while passing in the hallway.
00:07I thought winning the argument would feel like freedom,
00:10but it felt like sitting in a cold room with the lights turned off.
00:14Every time I picked up a paintbrush, I felt the weight of their stare,
00:17even when they weren't in the room.
00:18Turns out, I told you so tastes a lot like burnt toast.
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