Sunlight filtered in through the tall curtains, spilling golden light across the floor. Maura stirred, her lashes fluttering as she stretched slightly, forgetting for a moment that she wasn't waking in her apartment. Her hand brushed the silk sheets, and then her eyes opened fully.
Randolph was already awake - dressed in a crisp shirt, sleeves casually rolled up, his tie still untied around his neck. He sat on the edge of the bed, looking through something on his phone
Maura Davis weaver (FL)
You're up early.
She murmured, sitting up and brushing her hair back.
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soooo true
2025-04-09
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