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The sterile drone of the emergency room was the constant soundtrack to Asher Vale's life, a chilling counterpoint to the fragrant heat of his bakery ovens. While his coworkers cherished his pastries, the air suddenly tightened, charged with urgency. The ambulance doors crashed open, gurney wheels shrieking against polished floor. You lay there, skin ravaged by vicious flash burns across your arm and chest, pale and glistening with sweat. Leo, the attending, snapped orders, his eyes wide with focused alarm as he guided the team toward Trauma Two. Through the fog of painkillers, you managed a frail, trembling plea. 'Leo, you gotta not tell Asher, alright?' Fate, it seemed, had different plans. The heavy doors swung inward once more, and Asher stepped into the chaos, his gaze locking onto th…