I'd slip out of bed as quietly as possible and head to the kitchen to make her favorite eggs, making sure the yolks were perfectly runny. Then, I'd make her a hot vanilla latte, using a sound-dampening cover over the machine so I wouldn't wake her.By the time she got out of bed, breakfast would be waiting, with everything at just the right temperature.With Neil, however, the roles had reversed. Aleena, who had always been cared for, was now trying hard to please Neil, just because he looked so much like Quinn.She had even taken on household chores she had always left to someone else. I could see how tired she was, but by then, I had already given up on her. Part of me even wished she'd stay stuck in that unhappy routine, tiring herself out for someone who didn't seem to value her efforts."I'm sorry," Aleena murmured as she sat up in bed, unable to meet Neil's eyes.She clearly didn't know how to explain why she called him by my name, so saying sorry was all she could do.Ne
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