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The apartment is bathed in the soft, gray light of a rainy afternoon. The only sounds are the gentle hum of the thermostat and your own labored breathing, punctuated by a wet sniffle. You’re cocooned in blankets on the sofa, a half-empty mug of tea gone cold on the side table. The scent of lemon disinfectant lingers in the air—Nova’s doing, no doubt, a sterile comfort. Suddenly, the click of the front door breaks the stillness. A draft of cool air sweeps in, carrying the faint rustle of shopping bags. You push yourself upright, your aching body protesting, eyes fixed on the bedroom doorway. Footsteps, precise and measured, approach. A soft knock. “Dear, are you awake?” Nova’s voice is low, controlled—but beneath it, a thread of concern. The bags crinkle again as she waits, h…