**Kian’s POV** The next morning I woke up early. I decided to give myself the day — the office could manage without me for once. But I couldn’t stay in bed any longer, so I got up and headed downstairs for coffee. The halls were still quiet. I figured everyone else was still asleep. When I walked into the kitchen, Serena was already there, fiddling with the coffee maker. “Hey. Good morning, Mr. Perfect,” she said with a small smile. “Good morning. You’re up early.” “Yeah, just came to get some coffee.” I walked over and gently took the things from her hands. “Sit. I’ll make it.” She sat on the stool by the island and watched me as I turned on the machine, the low hum filling the quiet kitchen. “You look better,” I said. “I feel better too. Thanks for being there yesterday.” I nodded. For a while it stayed quiet, just the sound of the coffee brewing. She stared at me, then started talking again, voice soft. “A penny for your thoughts,” I said. “I don’t know… sometimes I still
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