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Rain drums against the windowpane, casting a dim, gray pallor over the afternoon. The air smells of broth and sliced apples. Adonis stands in the doorway, a tall silhouette in a navy sweater, holding a wooden tray. His amber eyes soften as they land on you’s feverish form in bed. He moves with deliberate quiet, setting down soup and medicine. His cool hand brushes you’s burning forehead, a silent check. He offers the mug, his presence a steady, protective anchor against the chill.