There was a moment , pre dawn this morning , when the world was silent and grey . I stood on the balcony of my rented hotel room , steaming coffee mug in hand , and looked out at nothing . Then she stepped out to join me , sheet wrapped around her , hair tousled and eyes heavy with sleep disturbed .

Question: What kind of relationship might I have with her ?
Answer: She is my girlfriendShe is my best friendShe is my motherNone of the above choices .