Lena's POV
I woke at six to the sound of the river and Adrian already awake beside me, looking at the ceiling.
"How long have you been up?" I said.
"Twenty minutes. I didn't want to move and wake you."
"I'm awake now."
He turned his head. "Coffee?"
"Yes."
We made it together in the small kitchen. The house was cold in the November morning and neither of us had thought to adjust the heat the night before, so we stood close to the stove while the coffee brewed and didn't comment on it.
I poured two cups and handed him one and we sat at the table by the window. The river was grey and still and the trees were almost bare now, the last leaves holding on against physics.
"You said you had something," I said.
"I did." He set his cup down. "I do."
"Then give it to me before I finish thi
