After the divorce, I gave myself a vacation.Over the years, aside from business trips, I had barely left the city.During those few days off, I still couldn't help wondering what Stella's life would look like without me.That morning, Stella woke with a dull ache in her stomach.It was an old problem from years of drinking with clients.In the past, whenever this happened, all she had to do was turn over. There would always be a glass of water on the nightstand, with her stomach medicine already measured out beside it.But that morning, there was nothing by the bed.Tanner had gotten up early and carefully made breakfast.Two fried eggs, two avocado salads, and two glasses of iced pour-over Americano. Beside the plates, he had even arranged a bouquet of red roses with obvious effort."Morning, sweetheart. Try what I made."He stood there in silk pajamas, smiling gently.Stella looked at the iced Americano, condensation sliding down the glass, and her stomach tightened.Hol
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