After eating, Celina stood up.

“I’m going to brush my teeth.”

“Do you have a spare toothbrush for me?” Gabriel asked.

“Yes, in the cabinet in the guest bathroom.”

They went their separate ways. The sound of running water, toothbrushes, and the soft click of doors filled the apartment, restoring a sense of normalcy.

Gabriel, already finished, stopped at the doorway to Celina’s room.

“Can I come in?”

“Of course,” she replied from the bathroom.

She came out a moment later, drying her hands on a to