FAYE The space beside me was cold. My eyes opened slowly, my hand moving across the bed without thinking, like I expected to find Alexander there anyway. But there was nothing. I stared at the empty space for a second, blinking away the last traces of sleep. Alexander wasn’t there. He woke up earlier than I did most days, especially when something was on his mind. But I never got used to it. I pushed myself up slowly, exhaling as I swung my legs over the side of the bed. Maybe he was in the office. Or already out, I didn’t dwell on it too much as I made my way toward the bathroom, my movements slow. The morning felt...
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