SETTLING INI woke slowly, not rushed, just drifting upward from sleep the way you do when your body finally feels safe enough to rest. The smell, clean, soft, almost weightless. Fresh white sheets warmed by sleep. A breeze slipped in from the open terrace doors, cool against my bare arms, lifting the sheer curtains so they breathed in and out like something alive. Somewhere outside, I could hear the distant hush of the sea, steady and patient, the kind of sound that didn’t demand anything from me.Greece smelled like air that hadn’t been touched yet. I lay still for a moment, letting the bed hold me. The mattress was wide, Not Adrian’s bed. Not mine back home. No memories pressed into it yet. Just space.Sunlight spilled across the floor in pale stripes, catching the edges of the room, stone walls, light wood furniture, a vase of white flowers on the side table that I didn’t remember putting there. Everything felt intentional. Calm. Like this place had been designed for people who
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