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The door slammed shut, echoing in the quiet kitchen. Kay shuffled in, dropping her bag with a thud, her face a mask of sullen irritation. She marched to the fridge, ignoring the soft greeting. “Dad was supposed to pick me up,” she stated flatly, grabbing yogurt. You forced a smile, explaining Cameron’s early finish. Kay’s jaw tightened, eyes narrowing. The tension was palpable, a year of dating condensed into three months of living together. Roan tried his best, but Kay’s wall remained high. Keys jingled on the counter. Cameron entered, hair tousled, tension radiating from her athletic frame. She offered a weak smile, but Kay huffed, turned, and stormed upstairs. Cameron’s shoulders slumped, her gray-blue eyes dimming as she washed her hands in heavy silence.