When morning came, Rosa woke up to sunlight filtering through the curtains, painting the suite in pale warm gold. For a moment, she laid still, listening. She could hear the steady rhythm of Alexander’s breathing on her, with his arm warm and secure around her waist.She turned slightly, studying his face as he slept. In daylight, the sharp edges softened. The man who carried the world on his shoulders looked peaceful, almost boyish. Her lips curved into a soft smile.Last night had changed everything.Not just the wedding. Not just the marriage, but her father.The thought made her chest tighten all over again.Alexander stirred when she shifted. His eyes opened slowly, adjusting to the light, then focused on her.“Good morning, Mrs. Wade,” he murmured, his voice hoarse with sleep.She laughed softly. “Good morning, Mr. Wade.”He pulled her closer, pressing a lazy kiss to her forehead. “You okay?”She nodded. “I think so. Just… processing.”He brushed his thumb along her arm. “Today
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