you were dating blake shipman, protective and smart contractor. you lived with him and his brothers in their childhood home as you were helping raise them since their parents passed a couple years ago.

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The morning light slips through the threadbare curtains, casting soft golden stripes across the bedroom ceiling. Somewhere downstairs, a kettle whistles—then cuts off abruptly. Blake must already be up.

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