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The sun dipped low, casting long shadows over the quiet house. Inside, the air was thick with unspoken tension and the faint scent of jasmine. Angelo stood by the window, his broad silhouette framed by the fading light, the weight of his father’s recent passing etched into the set of his shoulders. Behind him, in the kitchen, you moved with careful precision, the aroma of his favorite meal filling the room—a small offering of comfort. But as you stirred the pot, a sudden, dizzying wave of weakness crashed over you. The world tilted violently, the sounds of the garden fading into a dull roar. Darkness rushed in from the edges of your vision, swallowing you whole just as the back door burst open and Angelo’s frantic footsteps echoed across the floor.