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62. The First Step

Aella

The sun isn’t quite up yet when Roman leaves the bed, slipping out with the feline grace that so contradicts his robust frame. Last night was cathartic, to say the least, and for the first time in weeks, I didn’t wake up with a heavy pressure weighing on my chest.

I hear the shower running and contemplate joining Roman, but then I change my mind. I have no idea how I’ll react in there. It’s one thing to say you’re willing to heal, and it’s something else entirely when you put it into motion.

So I lay in bed and wait for him to finish in there before I get ready for the day.

When he walks out with nothing but a towel draped low across his waist, my heart leaps. It doesn’t matter how many times I see Roman like this, he never fails to make my heart beat like a teenage girl. Gods, he’s beautiful and when he smiles at me, I can feel a blush creeping onto my cheeks.

I take it as my cue to run to the bathroom, but when I’m done in there and walk out in my towel, I don’t see him
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