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Every morning, she heard the bell.
A small sound.
The same bell her mother had used in life.

After death, it became a promise. One soft ring each morning, as if her mother were saying: I am still near.

Then one day, the bell stopped.

The daughter came to Marie afraid that her mother had left her. But Marie understood that the silence was not abandonment. It was the first sign that the daughter had crossed beyond the need for sound.