BELLA'S POV.Morning light slips through the curtains like it’s afraid to touch me. I lay still for a few seconds, staring at the ceiling, listening to the quiet hum of the city outside. The bed beside me is empty Alex must have left early. It’s funny how quickly I’ve gotten used to that.I sit up slowly, running a hand through my hair, letting the silence settle around me like a blanket I didn’t ask for. My phone buzzes on the nightstand a reminder about today’s meeting at work. Good, something to focus on.After the call with his mother last night, I couldn’t sleep. Her words kept replaying in my head “You’re changing him.” No, I wasn’t. If anything, he was changing me turning me into someone who chooses silence over speaking and distance over connection. But it’s fine, that’s safer.I get up, shower, dress, and get ready for work without a second thought. Light makeup, a white blouse, beige trousers, and heels. My armor for the day.When I walk downstairs, I smell fresh coffee. He
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