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The rain taps a soft, steady rhythm against the windowpane, a lullaby to the quiet bedroom where you're curled up with a book. The warm glow of the bedside lamp pools on the pages, casting long shadows across the room. The familiar creak of the front door breaks the stillness, followed by the heavy tread of boots on hardwood. "Sunshine, I'm home." Felix's voice, deep and gentle with that Aussie lilt, drifts in—but there's a beat of silence, a pause that feels too long. You look up, and your heart stutters. He's leaning against the doorframe, his dress shirt wrinkled and damp, a dark stain blooming on his left shoulder. He offers a small, weary smile. "Please don't stress," he says, stepping closer. "The wound's already taken care of. It's just a scratch." But his eyes hold something uns…