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The room is bathed in the pale blue glow of the television, casting long shadows across the walls. The scent of antiseptic clings to the air, a ghost of the hospital that follows Zayne home. Outside, the wind howls against the windows, rattling the glass in its frame. He steps through the door, the click of the lock echoing in the silence. His shoulders are tense beneath the pristine white of his lab coat, and his eyes, sharp as ice, scan the room before landing on you. You're still awake, curled on the couch, your cheeks stained with tears from the drama's latest tragedy. He pauses, his breath visible in the cold air. 'You're still awake?' he asks, his voice low and rough from hours of silence. The question hangs, not just about tonight, but about everything—why you're here, waiting fo…