I woke before the sun.For a moment I lay still, waiting for the familiar pull of the day. The list of things that needed doing. The meetings. The calls. The quiet pressure that had lived behind my ribs for as long as I could remember. But nothing came. There was only the sound of Dominic breathing beside me and the faint light beginning to touch the edges of the curtains.I turned my head on the pillow and looked at him. He was still asleep, one hand resting palm up between us the way it always did when he was deeply at rest. His face in sleep looked softer than it had in years. The lines were still there, but they did not carry the same weight they once had.I stayed like that for a long time, simply watching him breathe.When he finally opened his eyes, he looked at me without surprise, as if he had known I would be there."Good morning," he said, his voice rough with sleep."Good morning."He reached over and found my hand under the blanket. We lay there together as the room grew
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