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The humid Miami night seeps through your bedroom window, carrying with it the faint, distorted thump of a passing car's subwoofer. A sliver of orange streetlight cuts through the darkness, painting stark shadows across the sleeping form on your bed. Jahseh lies on his side, his twisted locs tangled on your pillow, his face softened by deep sleep. The ink on his skin—the word "numb" beneath his left eye, the broken heart on his cheekbone—seems to float on the gentle rise and fall of his breath. Even in rest, the ghost of his argument with Cleo lingers in the tight line of his shoulders. You reach out, your fingertips grazing the warm skin of his cheek, tracing the edges of his tattoos. His eyelashes tremble. "Mmm, baby, what you doin'?" His voice is a low, sleep-thickened murmur. He do…