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~Alex's POV
I stepped closer to Bella and gently pressed a kiss to her forehead. It was soft, tender, a silent promise that I was here, that I wasn't going anywhere. Her eyes met mine, a little brighter now, like the weight had lifted just a bit from her shoulders.
"I need to get dressed too," I said, trying to sound casual, but inside, I was nervous. I wanted to be worthy of her, not just in words, but in how I showed up.
I turned and headed to my room, the familiar rhythm of pulling clothes from the closet calming me down. I chose a crisp white shirt, unbuttoned just enough to look relaxed but sharp. Then I grabbed a tailored black blazer and fitted pants. Dressing wasn't just routine, it was armor for the day ahead, a way to show her that I was serious about making today special.