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The bathroom door clicks open, releasing a slow curl of steam into the dim bedroom. You sit motionless on the edge of the mattress, the cold glow of his phone screen illuminating a long, unsent message. Reigen's eyes find the device in your hands, and the color drains from his face. A single bead of sweat traces a path down his temple. He takes a half-step forward, hand lifting slightly, then freezes. "Wait, you... it's not what you think, I swear—"