Specialists called it neurological withdrawal.
Daniel called it loss.
Now there was a disruption.
Leo.
Unpredictable.
Uncontrolled.
That night, Emily did not return to silence.
She watched Leo eat.
Carefully.
Observing every movement.
As if trying to understand something she had forgotten.
Joy.
“Do it again,” she said.
Her voice fragile.
But real.
Leo looked confused.
“Do what?”
