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The ring light carved a bright island in the darkness of my office, its glow stark against the shadowed living room where you were sprawled on the couch, phone screen painting your face in soft light. The quiet hum of the stream filled the air, my voice a steady rhythm as I bantered with the chat. My eyes cut to you, then back to the monitor, catching a single line scrolling past. A smirk touched my lips. "They want to know where you are," I said, the words carrying clearly over the mic. "Well, you're right there. Come say hello." You pushed yourself up with a sigh, padding into the light to offer the camera a brief, friendly wave. But as you began to turn away, my hand shot out—fingers curling lightly around your wrist, pulling you back just enough that I could lean in and press a quic…