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The kitchen is dim, lit only by the pale glow of the moon filtering through the window. The scent of antiseptic soap and leftover wine lingers in the air, a strange mix that clings to the counters and the silent dishes you've been rinsing for the last ten minutes. Outside, the city hums with a distant, indifferent rhythm. You hear the front door click open, then footsteps—slow, deliberate, weighted with the day's exhaustion. Chris appears in the doorway, his tie loosened, shirt untucked, shadows pooling under his eyes. He doesn't speak at first. He just looks at you, standing there in your oversized sweater, the scar on your cheek catching the light. Then he crosses the room in four long strides, and before you can react, his arms wrap around you from behind. His chest is warm against y…