The next morning, Hailey woke up to find Eric already gone from their bed.
She could hear the shower running in the bathroom, and the smell of coffee drifted from the kitchen.
He had apparently started the coffee maker before getting ready for work.
She stretched lazily.
Her fingers brushed against the embroidered pillowcase with Eric's name on it.
Despite the small tension from their shopping trip yesterday, waking up in their shared space still filled her with a quiet happiness.
A happiness she was learning to treasure.
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By the time she arrived at the studio later that morning, the usual chaos of a film set was already in full swing.
Props were being moved around.
Lighting equipment was being adjusted.
The familiar sounds of crew members calling out instructions filled the air.
Hailey made her way to the props department, where she found her usual group of coworkers already deep in conversation around the coffee station.
