Before, she explained everything until there was nothing left to wonder about. Why she was late. Why she looked tired. Why she posted one photo and deleted another. Even a delayed reply came with a paragraph, a reason, and usually an apology.

Then the gaps start staying gaps.

A message comes back later with one clean sentence. A “maybe” arrives without five backup explanations. She smiles at a question and does not turn it into a confession. She is still friendly, still in the room, still easy to talk to. She just stops handing over the full map the second someone looks curious.