Nick
Three years later…
I woke up feeling her hair tickling my face. We wake up this way every day; my wife tangles herself around me every night, and I don't know where her body ends and mine begins.
I move carefully to get out of bed and not wake her. I take a shower and get dressed in jeans, a T-shirt, and my team jacket. I'm about to graduate; I have to take the reins of the company, but all I care about is continuing my life with Alaia. I decided that our relationship would be just ours. I don't want her to meet my mother and grandfather.
I kiss Alaia's forehead as she sleeps. I left the apartment and drove to my mother's house. She asked me to visit her, which is unusual. Our relationship changed from the day my father died when I was 15, and she sank into a depression, forgettin
