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Mira sat in the dark of her apartment, the video ended, her hands cold. She remembered now. After that day, Youssef had disappeared. Not dramatically—no one reported him missing, no tragedy on the news. He just stopped answering. His phone went dead. His rooftop was painted over by the next week. She’d spent months searching, then years pretending she hadn’t. Mira clicked play