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Later that night, unable to sleep, Irina discreetly accesses Alex’s VK profile. She scrolls, absorbing the poetry, the art, the comments from people calling Alex “a light in their darkness.” One post catches her eye: a photo of Alex at 10, laughing in a sunflower field with their father, captioned, “Before labels. Just me and Mama.” Memories flood Irina—of her husband’s laughter, of the dreams she buried after his death, of Alex’s silent struggles since starting high school.