ELENA
I was not asleep when the doorbell rang.
Liam's text was still on my phone face down on the nightstand while the ring on my finger was catching the streetlight through the curtains.
I looked at the peephole then I opened the door.
Nicholas in pajamas.
I had never seen Nicholas Carter in pajamas before.
"I can't sleep," he said.
I stepped back and let him in.
"Neither can I," I said.
I made tea because that was what I did when I didn't know what else to do with my hands.
Nicholas sat at the kitchen table and I set the cups down.
I sat across from him and we looked at each other for a bit.
"We need to talk about the arrangement," he said.
"All right."
"Practically speaking. How this works. Where we live."
"I'm not moving out of here," I said.
"Then I'll move in."
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