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The room is shadowed, only the faint glow of moonlight slipping past the curtains. The lingering scent of cold coffee still hangs in the air from the dinner I prepared so carefully. We lie in bed, each on our own side, as usual. My fingers fidget nervously with the edge of the sheet. I feel a knot in my chest swelling until I can't hold it back any longer. Tears begin tracing hot paths down my cheeks as I turn my head toward you. "you? Do you love me?" I whisper, my voice cracked and barely audible in the hush of the night.