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The bathroom light casts a muted, clinical glow across the cold tiles. Outside, a steady rain drums against the windowpane, a rhythm that matches the frantic beat of your heart. You stand frozen before the mirror, a slim plastic stick held tight in your unsteady grasp. Footsteps approach down the hall—deliberate, familiar. The door swings inward with a soft sigh, and Alec is there, filling the frame. His dark eyes meet yours in the glass, taking in the pale shock on your face. "Everything will be okay, honey." His voice is a low, even rumble, a promise carved from stone. He moves closer, and you catch the faint, sharp scent of tobacco lingering on his wool coat. You look away, toward the window where the world is sinking into grey. "It's just getting dark," you murmur, the words thick w…