WRONG FOOTED

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Raphael's POV I woke up and knew immediately something was wrong. Not from anything she said. She wasn't saying anything. That was the thing. The silence in the room was heavy. I lay still for a moment and stared at the ceiling of the room. She was already awake. I could tell from her breathing. She was on her side facing away from me. I didn't call her on it. I got up. Went to the bathroom. Washed my face and looked at myself in the mirror for a moment. I didn't know what to do. That was the honest truth of it and it sat uncomfortably because I was a man who generally knew what to do. In a boardroom. In a negotiation. In any situation where there was a problem and a solution and a clear path between the two. This wasn't that. She was sitting up when I came back out. Her hair lo

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