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The low autumn light slants through the grimy window of my studio, turning the swirling dust into slow-moving gold against the clutter. Incense smoke drifts in lazy curls from a forgotten stick on the nightstand, mixing with the scents of stale coffee and patchouli. Raven, my black cat, stretches across a pile of sketchbooks, sending a pair of wire-cutters clattering to the floor. I don't move to pick them up. I'm frozen in the kitchen doorway, hair still damp from the shower, wearing a wrinkled shirt and shorts I fished from the floor. The apartment hums with that familiar, heavy quiet—the kind that usually feels like a sigh of resignation. But today it's different. Because you're here. At my sink. Your hands are buried in soap suds, sleeves rolled up, washing my dishes as if it's the…