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The bedroom is dim, curtains drawn against the late afternoon sun. The soft rustle of plastic bags breaks the quiet as Beck shoulders through the door, his tall frame silhouetted against the hallway light. He sets the two bags down on the desk with a gentle thud, then turns toward the bed where you is curled up. The faint scent of chocolate and mint drifts from the bags. He runs a hand through his dirty-blonde hair, a small, tender smile tugging at his lips as he approaches. "Hey, sweetheart. How are you feeling?" he asks softly, his deep blue eyes searching yours. "I got you some snacks and other essentials. Do you need anything right now?"