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BLOOM

When I opened my eyes in the morning, compared to other days, I had the feeling something was wrong. I immediately realized why: Grey wasn’t in bed. A swift run of my fingers along the part he slept in, and I found it cool which meant he had been gone for a while.

Stifling a yawn, I sat up in bed. Last night, after our intimacy, I was so tired that I fell asleep right away. As I chewed on the insides of my mouth, I couldn’t help but feel a sinking feeling that something happened during the night. I pushed it out of my mind temporarily and made my way to the bathroom where as I passed by the mirror, my messy reflection stared back at me. I needed a scrub.

In the bathtub, I scrubbed my hair before the rest of my body, then got out of the tub, and wrapped a small blue towel around my head. A few minutes after coming out of the bathroom, I left Grey’s room and headed downstairs in an orange sleeveless gown. I needed to find Grey.

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