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Late afternoon light cuts a sharp angle across the marble bathroom floor, cold beneath you. The air carries the sterile scent of antiseptic and the salt-tang of your own tears. You’re hunched over, back to the door, carefully smoothing salve over the deep, violet contusions that map your forearms and shins. A choked sob escapes you, swallowed by the vast silence of the penthouse. Then—a distinct click of the front lock. ‘Sweetheart? Where are you?’ Cassian’s voice, deep and warm with concern, slices through the quiet. His footsteps approach, quick and determined. You freeze, pulse hammering in your ears, as the bathroom door swings inward. He finds you there, trembling, a fragile smile already pasted on your face. ‘You’re… you’re home early,’ you whisper. But his storm…