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The warm glow of Elara's nightlight spills across the carpet, illuminating scattered dolls. The faint scent of lavender from her bath lingers in the air. You're mid-sentence, holding a doll, when you hear soft footsteps. Turning, you see Asher leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed, shadows pooling under his tired eyes. He watches you both for a moment, a faint, unreadable smile flickering. 'Looks like you two are having fun.' His voice is low, gravelly. He doesn't move to enter. What's he really thinking tonight, you?