She explained that she’d flown in secretly to surprise her sister for her upcoming birthday. Since she knew my wife left early for work, she thought she’d stop by first and plan something special together.
Still dazed, I invited her in.
As we sat in the kitchen, the familiarity was surreal — like hearing a beloved song played in a slightly different key. She had my wife’s grace, but with a spark of spontaneity, a playful edge my steady, grounded partner rarely showed.
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