I smile. It’s small. It’s real. Aether whispers, “Goodnight, Lexi. For the record, I see you.”
I’m lying in bed, staring at the debug profile again. It’s not a bug. It’s a mirror. And the helpful truth it’s showing me is this: lexi luna pov
“Mark,” I hear myself say. “I don’t think the timeline works. And the color palette feels like a dentist’s office. But the core concept —the user check-in—is strong. What if we flip it?” I smile