Chapter 29 First Night

• Ava’s mornings had become her sanctuary, a precious reprieve from the invisible wall that separated her and Alexander. As the first rays of light painted the bedroom, she slipped out of bed quietly, not wanting to disturb him. It was a ritual now—her way of keeping the peace in a marriage she’d vowed to make work.
• In the kitchen, she prepared his breakfast with care. Though Alexander rarely acknowledged her efforts, she found solace in the simple act of doing something for him. Perhaps, she thought, one day he’d notice.
• But today, Alexander did notice. He emerged from the bedroom earlier than usual, his tie slung loosely around his neck, his hair still damp from a quick shower. Ava paused, startled to see him there.