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Dazai’s eyes were locked on the empty world beyond the glass, then flickered toward the door—the only way out, and the one I commanded. The dining room felt heavy, a gilded cell of shared meals and scrutinized glances. My shadow fell across him as I stepped closer, my voice low and serrated with possession. "All you ever do is look at that damn window," I snarled, the space between us charged and brittle. "Turn around. Look at me when I'm talking to you."