I still have her on Find My. Not because I need to know where she is. I tell myself it's just a habit I never got around to undoing, like a subscription I keep meaning to cancel.
Her dot's been sitting at the same corner near the pharmacy for two days now, not moving, and I've opened the app for no real reason four times since dinner just to check if it's changed. It hasn't. Her phone's probably dead in a bag somewhere, or left in a coat at work. I know that. I still made up three different stories about that corner before I put the kettle on.
We haven't actually talked in five months. Not a fight, just the slow thing where you both stop being the one who texts first, until neither of you is anyone anymore. I could turn off location sharing in about four taps. I've had the settings screen open before. My thumb sits right on it.
If I turn it off, there's no reason to ever open the app again, and no reason means it's actually over, in the specific way a fight isn't but this is.
So I close the app instead, and leave her exactly where she is, parked on a street I've never been to, still, for now, someone I'm allowed to check on.