(Reese)
I woke up before him.
The room was lighter than it should have been which meant I had slept longer than I usually did and that alone told me something had changed. I lay there for a moment without moving, aware of everything at once. The warmth beside me. The quiet. The fact that I had made a decision last night that I couldn't unmake this morning.
I turned my head slowly.
He was asleep. Facing away, one arm out, breathing steady in a way that suggested he had slept the way people slept when their conscience was clear.
Mine wasn't clear.
I got up carefully and went to the bathroom and closed the door and stood at the sink and looked at myself in the mirror for a long moment. I looked the same as I always looked in the morning. That felt like a lie.
I washed my face and took
