ETHAN'S POV I woke up before her, and for a moment I didn't move. I lay still and watched her breathing steadily beside me. Sometime in the last hours she'd come back to the bed. I had not expected this.I'd gone to sleep last night with words I couldn't take back, and I had genuinely not known what the morning would look like. Whether she'd already be awake and dressed by the time I opened my eyes. Whether the careful arrangement would already be back in place, repaired overnight, as if nothing had changed.She was still here.I got up carefully, showered, dressed, and went to the kitchen.I made coffee. Two cups, the way it had become automatic. I didn't think too much of it. It was simply what happened in this kitchen in the mornings now.I didn't plan what I'd say when she came out. I considered several options and discarded all of them. Anything that referenced last night directly felt like exactly the kind of pressure I'd told myself I wouldn't apply. In the end I decid
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