SAESHA POV The email came in while we were curled on the couch, me nibbling at chips (again) while Alex pretended to be interested in the muted TV. His phone buzzed. He glanced down. Stilled. “What?” I asked immediately, suspicious. He didn’t answer right away, just stared at the screen, jaw clenching, thumb tapping. Then, slowly, he looked at me. “Interview,” he said simply. My heart thudded. “For real?” He nodded, showing me the screen. Some company name I didn’t recognize, a time slot confirmed for the next morning. I squealed, grabbing his arm. “Alex! Oh my god, that’s amazing!” His eyes softened at my excitement, but his shoulders stayed tense. “You don’t look happy,” I said slowly, narrowing my eyes. He kissed the top of my head, murmuring, “Because it means leaving you. Even for a few hours.” I blinked. “Oh.” The idea hit me harder than I expected. Him… not here. The house without him. Me, waddling around with bean, alone. Panic bubbled in my chest. “No,” I said
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