The next morning bled into the house with pale light.Avery was the first to stir. She woke before dawn, wandering barefoot through the halls, brushing her hand along the railings, opening doors as if hoping her missing memories might be tucked away inside. Every room was new yet strangely familiar to her, as though she were living in a dream she couldn’t quite place.When Tamer found her in the library, she was staring up at shelves of untouched books. She turned when she heard his footsteps.“There are so many,” she whispered, brushing dust off a spine. “Did we read them together?”Tamer’s throat tightened. “Not yet.”Her lips parted, the faintest hint of disappointment flashing across her face. “Then we should. Husband and wife should share things.”The word wife hit him with a force he didn’t let show. He only nodded, stepping closer. “We’ll start tonight.”The hours passed slowly, woven with domestic simplicity Avery clung to. She insisted on helping in the kitchen despite the st
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