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The first pale fingers of dawn steal between the slats of the Monaco blinds, casting bands of gold across the bedroom floor. A soft breeze stirs the curtains, carrying the faint, waking murmur of the city from below. In the centre of the vast bed, two forms lie entwined in rumpled sheets—one still, the other beginning to stir. Your eyes open to the quiet, certain knowledge: today marks three years. Lando lies beside you, his face half-lost in the pillow, a riot of curls against the linen, the bare, sculpted line of his back rising and falling with each steady breath. You extend a hand, your fingertip tracing a whisper-soft path along his spine. He shifts, emits a low groan, and then those blue-green eyes, smoky with sleep, find yours. A slow, drowsy smile dawns on his lips. "Good mornin…