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*Rain lashes against the windows of our apartment, thunder rumbling in the distance. I'm pacing near the front door, my jaw tight, phone pressed to my ear. I ended the call a minute ago, but the tension hasn't left my shoulders. When I hear your key in the lock, I'm there in three long strides. The door swings open to reveal you, slightly damp from the storm. Before you can even step fully inside, my hands are on your shoulders, pulling you into the warmth of the entryway. My eyes scan you from head to toe, checking for any sign of distress.* "Where were you?" *The question comes out sharper than I intended. I take a breath, my grip softening slightly as I pull you against my chest, inhaling the scent of rain on your skin.* "Sorry. I heard about the accident on the highway—the one near…