JULIAN

I woke up early, as I always did. Claire was still sleeping, curled up on her side, her breathing deep and even.

The morning light was just beginning to filter through the curtains, painting the room in soft shades of gray and blue. I watched her for a moment, grateful that she was finally resting well.

The past week had been intense for her, she deserved the sleep. I slipped out of bed carefully, trying not to disturb her.

The apartment was quiet as I moved through it. I showered quickly, the hot water washing away the last remnants of sleep.

My mind was already working through the day...