When the elevator finally stopped at our floor, I heaved a faint sigh. When I stepped inside the condo, the faint smell of something sweet and creamy wafted through the air."Welcome home," a familiar voice called.I flickered my eyes and looked toward the kitchen. Tyler was standing there while wearing an apron with a whisk in one hand as he stirred something in a glass bowl."You're home late, Sarah," he uttered while tilting his head as his eyes scanned my face. "Are you okay?"I hesitated before answering. "Yeah, I'm fine, Ty. I was just tired. First days are always heavy, right?"Tyler set the whisk down, walked over, and before I could retreat, he pressed his palm gently on my head. He faintly ruffled my hair just slightly before sliding it into a light caress."You've worked hard today," he softly muttered and smiled at me in that gentle way of his. "Don't worry. I'll make a good dinner for us tonight."My heart fluttered unexpectedly. I smiled back and the heaviness in me ease
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