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No one reacts.
No one even notices.
But inside—
Something shifts.
Old.
Familiar.
Sharp.
“I’m speaking at a normal level,” I say.
It comes out softer than before.
Quieter.
Adjusted.
He shrugs slightly, already stepping back.
“Just saying,” he mutters. “It carries.”
Carries.
The word echoes.
Too loud.
Too much.
Too noticeable.
The same message.
Different voice.
My fingers tighten slightly on the edge of the table.
Control.
Contain.
Reduce.
The instinct rises fast.
Automatic.
I lower my voice again when I speak next.
Just a fraction.
No one comments.
No one reacts.
