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Chapter 41

Author: Just a baby
last update publish date: 2026-07-28 20:13:31

Alexander was coming home tomorrow.

The thought sat in my chest all day like something swallowed wrong, refusing to settle, refusing to move. I went through the motions of work with a competence that felt entirely disconnected from the rest of me, answering emails, organising his calendar for the week ahead, smiling at David's easy jokes with a mouth that felt like it belonged to someone else entirely.

He'd called that morning, brief and warm, telling me his flight would land just after noon to
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