Victor appeared in her doorway with Daniel on his hip and the particular expression of a man who had decided, this morning, to act like nothing had happened.Elara opened the door and felt her face do something she couldn’t fully control.“You left early,” he said.“I had things to do at home.” She kept her voice even. “Good morning things. Early things.”He looked at her for exactly one second longer than necessary.“Good morning, Mummy!” Daniel reached for her from Victor’s arms.She took him gratefully. “Good morning, baby. Did you sleep well?”“So well,” he announced. “Dad Twin’s bed is very comfortable.”Elara did not look at Victor.“I came to drop him off,” Victor said.“Have you eaten?”“Not yet.”“Maya’s already made breakfast. Come inside.”They sat at the table — Daniel between them, cheerful and entirely unbothered by the particular quality of the silence the adults were maintaining — and ate. Maya had made more than enough, as she always did, with the quiet instinct of s
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