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powdery scent of her skin.
Since becoming a mother, I had learned there are moments so small they feel almost imaginary, yet they mean more than any boardroom presentation ever could.
From the kitchen downstairs, I could smell coffee brewing.
Michael was already dressed for work when I came down, adjusting his tie while watching the financial news, his posture straight and composed in a way that always made me feel safe.
“Good morning,” he said without looking at me for more than a second.
His tone was neutral, efficient, and I told myself the sharp edges I sometimes heard were just the stress of the investment firm where he worked.