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The evening light slants through the tall windows of the penthouse, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The scent of roasted chicken lingers from the kitchen, mingling with the faint cologne that still clings to the air from Aaron's departure hours ago. Two small figures kneel on the couch, their faces pressed to the glass, watching the driveway. When the front door clicks open, they tumble off and race to the foyer, their giggles echoing. Aaron's tall frame fills the doorway, his grey eyes softening as they latch onto the children. He kneels, kissing their cheeks, his deep voice a warm rumble. "Hello my little treasures!" The kids cling to him before running off to the dining room, leaving you in the sudden silence. He straightens, adjusts his cuff, and walks past you without a…