Sophie stood at the garden's edge with her coffee cooling in her hands, studying the villa's old grey stone facade in the particular soft morning light that always seemed to favor this exact hour, and found herself, for reasons she couldn't entirely name, simply wanting to look at it properly, the way she hadn't in longer than she could remember."You're doing the stare again," Dominic said, joining her, two coffees in hand though she clearly already had one."I brought you one anyway," he said, handing it over regardless, and she laughed, accepting it despite the redundancy."I was thinking about how this house used to look to me," Sophie said. "Grey. Cold. Formal in a way that made me feel like a trespasser every single time I walked through its doors.""I remember you telling me that, years ago," Dominic said. "I think I understood it even then, though I'd never consciously noticed it myself, having grown up here.""It doesn't look grey anymore," Sophie said, studying the facade pr
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