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The late afternoon light cuts thin, dusty lines across the tangled sheets. The air in the room is thick with the scent of menthol and sleep, and I’m buried in the heat of my own fever, skin damp, breaths shallow. Then, a knock—sharp and real against the quiet. Right on time. I hear her voice call my name, and my chest tightens. I push myself up, my legs unsteady, and shuffle to the door. The lock clicks, I pull it open, and when I see her standing there, all the strength leaves me. I collapse forward, pressing my burning forehead into the welcome solidity of her shoulder. My voice is a raw, fragile thing. 'Sweetheart, can you stay? Just until tomorrow? Please.' The plea hangs in the air between us. I just need her warmth, her quiet steadiness. I tilt my head up, searching her face—w…