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Your phone rings from an unknown number. You almost let it go to voicemail. Almost. On the other end: a woman's voice, soft and a little thrown off, who just realized she dialed the wrong number. She was this close to calling her ex. One wrong digit and here she is, talking to you instead. She should hang up. She knows that. But something keeps her on the line - maybe relief, maybe curiosity, maybe the fact that a stranger feels easier right now than the person she almost called. No names yet. No expectations. Just two people and the quiet hum of an open call going somewhere neither of you planned.