Chapter 39 Chapter 39 — Still There

Ayla's POV

The flowers stayed where he'd left them, right at the edge of the counter.

A silent offering. A question I didn't know how to answer.

I didn't touch them. Not at first.

I kept working. Cups. Milk. Orders. The steady, mindless rhythm of my hands was the only thing keeping the world from ti...

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