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... cond, my brain didn’t quite register it. I reached over, expecting to feel her warmth, her hair brushing against my arm, something. But all I found was cool linen and silence.
I sat up, squinting at the clock on the nightstand. 7:46 a.m.
Sunday. No meetings. No calls. No deadlines.
Just the kind of morning that used to mean slow breakfasts, shared coffee, and her legs tangled over mine on the couch while she read emails out loud just to make me laugh.
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