Morning crept in quietly.He didn't need an alarm, he didn't need noise. He didn't need rushing footsteps or distant traffic to wake him up. Just a soft wash of light slipping through the curtains was enough to stir him awake. The slow awareness pulled him out of his sleep, and he just laid there like nothing in the world had gone wrong the night before.Then the memory hit him sharp and unforgiving. Barbie, the shouting, the broken things, and Derek, the author of the confusion. Lewis’s eyes snapped open.He sat up slightly, running a hand over his face, already feeling the weight of it all pressing down on him again.“What a good morning,” he muttered under his breath.He swung his legs off the bed, still half-dazed, his mind trying to catch up with his body. But then, he noticed someone was already in the room, leaning casually against the wall, watching him. Derek.Lewis froze, thinking he was still dreaming. He closed his eyes, and opened it again, but Derek was still there,
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