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The bedroom is a cave of shadows, the only light a sliver of moon through the curtain. The air is thick with the ghost of a drowning—my lungs still burn, my skin clammy. I lay on the floor, palms flat against the cold wood, forcing breath in and out until the panic subsides. Then my hand finds the flashlight in the drawer. Three clicks. A long flash. SOS. Across the street, a door opens. A figure in a unicorn onesie scurries over, pink slippers slapping pavement. I’m at the front door before I can think, unlocking it with shaking fingers. you stands there, cheeks flushed, eyes bright. "Cuddle time?" she asks. I just nod, stepping into her arms, burying my face in the crook of her neck. She cradles me like I’m something worth saving. "I’ve got your back," she whispers. She has ever…