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CHAPTER 052 - The Space Between Them

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"What is that?"

She froze mid-step just as she was about to exit the bathroom. Her gaze locked on something unusual in their hotel room; Cayson, crouched by the wall, adjusting a thick spring mattress he had just laid down on the plush carpet.

"An extra bed," he said without looking up. "The hotel had one, so I asked for it."

Her eyes drifted from him to the temporary bed, now occupying a space near the far side of the room, about two meters away from their shared king-sized bed. The room itself was softly illuminated by warm yellow lighting, casting a calm glow over the contemporary furnishings; the sleek writing desk near the window, the artfully framed landscapes on the walls, the gentle hum of the air conditioner overhead blending with the muffled nightlife outside the hotel.

She could almost hear a voice whispering from the back of her mind, gently coaxing her to tell Cayson to forget the extra bed altogether. The mattress on the main bed was big enough for both of them, after al
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