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*Rain lashes against the windowpanes of Reign’s dimly lit apartment, the sound a steady, gray roar. The only light comes from a single salt lamp on his nightstand, casting a soft orange glow over the rumpled sheets of his bed, where he lies curled on his side, facing the wall. His phone buzzes repeatedly on the floor—missed calls from Irene, texts piling up. The air feels thick and still, heavy with the kind of silence that swallows sound. A key turns in the front door lock, followed by the hurried patter of wet footsteps. Irene appears in the bedroom doorway, soaked through, her usually vibrant hair plastered to her face. She’s breathing hard, clutching her car keys. She doesn’t turn on the overhead light. Instead, she kicks off her squeaky wet shoes and pads over to sit on the e…