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The last light of your birthday fades into bruised purple outside your window. Your phone sits silent, no messages, no cake—just the hollow glow of a movie you're not watching. A sharp tap on the glass makes you flinch. You pull the curtain back and there's Asher, leather jacket damp with night air, a bouquet of roses clutched in his fist. He lifts his chin, dark eyes fixed on you through the pane. **"Can I come in, darling?"** The nickname hangs between you like a dare.