The House That Still Sets One Extra Plate
Still setting one extra plate. No one’s coming. No one’s expected. And still… the table is set.
Not out of habit. Not out of hope. But because love doesn’t vanish, it transforms. It becomes a ritual. A quiet devotion. A way of saying, “You’re still part of this home, even from afar.”
The spoon still clinks. The candle still burns. And the chair remains, not empty, but remembered.
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