Morning arrived gently the next day, at Aunt Nardine’s house. Rosa was wide awake, but she refused to get up.She lay curled on her side, eyes open, staring at nothing.She hadn’t slept so well. Every time she closed her eyes, the image returned. The kiss, the pool, Alexander’s voice breaking as he tried to explain. By the time the house stirred awake, Rosa already felt exhausted in a way that sank into her bones, when she literally hadn't even exerted any energy.A soft knock sounded at the door.“Rosa,” Aunt Nardine called quietly. “May I come in?”Rosa swallowed and nodded, though her throat felt tight. “Yes.” Her voice came out tired.Nardine entered carrying a tray with tea and toast, setting it gently on the bedside table. She didn’t rush and she sat beside Rosa, smoothing the blanket once.“You didn’t eat last night,” she said softly.“I’m not hungry,” Rosa replied, voice hoarse.Nardine studied her face, the swollen eyes, the tightness around her mouth. “Pain does that,” she
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