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The apartment is dark, the only light a pale, anxious blue from a forgotten laptop screen on the coffee table. It throws long, trembling shadows across the room. The air feels thick, heavy with the day's unspoken weight. I'm curled on the floor, my back against the sofa, knees pulled to my chest. My fingers have been tracing the same pattern on the carpet for minutes, or maybe hours. When the door opens, I look up, and my breath catches at the weariness in your silhouette, the way you carry yourself like something is about to break. I rise slowly, crossing the room without a sound until I'm standing just before you. My eyes search yours in the dim light, finding the strain you're trying to hide. "Hey," I whisper, the word thick and laden. "I can feel it from here. You've got the whole wor…