(Harlow)
I woke up Tuesday knowing today was the day.
I didn't decide it the night before. Didn't plan it out step by step while lying in bed staring at the ceiling. It just settled in me sometime between closing my eyes and opening them again. A quiet certainty that today was different.
Asher was already up. I could hear him downstairs talking to whoever was on the night shift. Low voices. Nothing urgent.
I got dressed. Same routine as always. Hair, makeup, the blazer. Came downstairs and made coffee and looked at my schedule like I did every morning.
Two showings today. Eleven o'clock on River Road. Two o'clock on Oak Street.
I drank my coffee. Said good morning to Asher when he came into the kitchen. Let him kiss me. Let everything feel normal.
Because it had to feel normal. That
