Morning arrived without softness again.But this time, something had changed in the house.It wasn’t quieter.It was sharper.Like the silence was now waiting for something to happen inside it.Amelia woke earlier than usual.She didn’t need an alarm.Her mind hadn’t truly slept.Ten days.That was the agreement she had made.Ten days of truth.And somehow, that felt heavier than the idea of leaving entirely.She sat up slowly, one hand instinctively resting on her stomach.The baby kicked faintly.A reminder that nothing about her life was simple anymore.A soft knock came at the door.Before she could answer, Sophie peeked in.“You’re awake,” she said quietly.Amelia nodded.Sophie stepped inside fully, carrying a small cup of tea.“I made this,” she said, placing it beside the bed. “Because yesterday was… insane.”Amelia gave a faint, tired smile.“That’s one word for it.”Sophie sat at the edge of the chair.“Are you really doing this?”Amelia looked at her.“Do I have a choice?”
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