As I slowly opened my eyes, the warm light of the morning sun greeted me, casting a gentle glow on the room. I stretched, feeling the softness of the bed beneath me, and the comforting weight of the blankets. I'm met with the familiar scent of fresh laundry and a hint of his cologne, a subtle reminder that I'm not alone.I turned my head, and my gaze fell on Alexander, sitting in the armchair beside the window, watching me with a soft smile. His eyes crinkled at the corners, and his hair is mussed, as if he's been up for a while. I feel a flutter in my chest, a mix of happiness and gratitude.''Good morning,'' he whispered, his voice low and husky.I smiled, my voice still husky from sleep. ''Good morning.''He sets the cup of coffee in his hands aside and stood from the chair, his movements graceful and fluid. He leaned over me, his eyes locked on mine, and gently brushed a strand of hair behind my ear. His fingertips grazed my skin, sending shivers down my spine.''How are you today
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