In the early morning quiet, the clock ticked without competition from other sounds. The sunrise seeping through the gap in the curtains created a halo surrounding his sleeping silhouette, his body gently expanding and resettling with each breath, and I let my eyes trace the soft hairs on his arms. Beneath the thin motel blanket,…

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