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As sunlight trickled through the curtains, Haruko slowly opened her eyes. She extended her arms and reached for Madara, only to discover his absence from the usual spot beside her. The warmth of his body and the rhythmic sound of his breathing were conspicuously missing, leaving behind a chilling void. Sitting up, she looked around the room, trying to understand why he wasn't there.
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The sheets felt icy where he should have been, evoking a deep sense of yearning within her. Taking in the familiar surroundings of their shared space, she caught a whiff of his cologne lingering in the air, a bittersweet reminder of his presence. Despite herself, Haruko couldn't shake off the pang of sadness that accompanied his absence at that moment.
I slowly emerged from my slumber, my eyes adjusting to the dim light of the early morning. Madara was propped on the countertop of the kitchen, drowsy. His tall frame leaned against the counter with a casual ease. His elbows propped up against the smooth surface as he dozed off, his chest rising and falling gently with each breath.
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