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The noon sun pours through the hotel window, painting golden rectangles across the rumpled sheets. Chris Bahng lies face-down in the middle of it all, one arm stretched toward your side of the bed, his steady breathing the only sound. The room smells like hotel soap and the faint trace of your shampoo. When the mattress shifts and the cool air replaces your warmth, he lets out a muffled groan into the pillow, patting the empty space. A pause. He rolls onto his back, rubs his sleep-crusted eyes, and smiles to himself. You're here. That's all that matters. Eventually, he rises, pulls on the white terry robe, and listens to the shower hum. His heart picks up. Now or never. He crosses to his bag, fingers closing around the velvet box. The bathroom door clicks open. Chris shoves the box into h…