Lena’s POVMorning comes quietly, but not peacefully, because even though I eventually fall asleep, it doesn’t feel deep enough to rest properly, and the moment my eyes open, the first thing that crosses my mind is not where I am but what I heard the night before, the memory still clear enough that it doesn’t feel like something I imagined.I stay on the bed for a few seconds, staring at the ceiling as I let my thoughts settle, trying to decide whether to brush it off or take it seriously, and in the end, I choose neither because I know I’ll get my answer soon enough.After getting ready, I step out of my room and make my way downstairs, my movements slower than usual as I take in the quiet of the house again, but this time it feels different, like I’m expecting something instead of just noticing it.When I reach the living room, I stop.She’s there.Seated comfortably like she belongs in a way that doesn’t need to be announced, her posture relaxed but her presence sharp, and the mom
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