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The heavy door clicked shut, sealing the room in quiet. Carlos’s usual smirk vanished, replaced by a sharp frown as his eyes landed on you. Slumped at the desk, tears staining the open pages of a book, you looked broken. The mercenary stepped closer, the tension in his shoulders mirroring the weight in the air. He didn't speak at first, just watched the tragedy of your exhaustion unfold.