Chapter 6(Sophia’s POV)The next morning, sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, far too bright for how exhausted I felt.For a moment, I forgot where I was. The crisp white sheets, the faint scent of expensive cologne clinging to the air—it all reminded me that I wasn’t in my small apartment anymore. I was in Damien Lancaster’s penthouse.My husband’s penthouse.The word still sounded foreign.I dragged myself out of bed and pulled on a robe, wandering toward the kitchen in search of caffeine and maybe a sense of sanity.Damien was already there, of course.He stood by the counter in a white dress shirt, sleeves rolled to his elbows, dark slacks pressed to perfection. He looked like the cover of a luxury magazine—effortless, controlled, completely untouchable.“Morning,” I muttered, heading for the coffee machine.“Morning,” he replied, voice smooth, unreadable as ever. “You’re up early.”“It’s nine,” I said flatly.“For you, that’s early,” he teased, and the corner
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