The next morning.

Vivian, after waking, habitually reached for her phone on the bedside table.

No sooner had she unlocked the screen than she saw messages from Ethan.

One was from five minutes ago asking if she was awake and another was from last night, wishing her sweet dreams.

The warmth radiating from the text messages brought a smile to Vivian's face.

However, the morning took a turn for the worse after she got out of bed.

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