The night we officially moved in together felt like a victory—We'd been dating for months, fucking like rabbits whenever we could steal time, but tonight marked the shift. She was mine, under my roof, no more excuses or half-measures.
I watched her from the bedroom doorway, exhaustion tugged at her eyes, the move had worn her out. 'I'm drained,' she murmured, climbing into bed and laying down.
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