ALEXANDER'S POVI glanced at my wristwatch, checking the time while trying to focus on what Astra was saying. “Next, we should swing by the gallery. I need a new piece for the living room,” she said, giving me that look she always did when she wanted something—half playful, half demanding.Astra had an impressive talent for finding the most expensive art, and I couldn’t deny her taste. Thank goodness I had the means to keep up with her indulgences. Still, something felt off since she came back into my life. I needed time to adjust, to figure out how to fit her back into my life without feeling lost.“Sure, whatever you want,” I said, offering a half-hearted smile while pulling out my phone from my blazer pocket.As I scrolled through some work emails, I barely heard her talking about the latest exhibit. I felt her presence but also this growing sense of detachment. The car came to a stop, and the driver opened the door, but Astra was already out, waiting impatiently for me. I sighed,
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