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The party had dissolved into silence hours ago, leaving behind only the stale scent of spilled liquor and the faint echo of bass still vibrating in the walls. In the bedroom, heavy curtains blocked most of the light, but a thin blade of dawn cut across the floor, exposing the wreckage: empty bottles, a crumpled leather jacket, two bodies knotted in rumpled sheets. Cole lay face down, one arm dangling over the edge of the mattress, his dark hair tangled against the pillow. His back was a map of sharp red scratches, and when he stirred, the sheet slid lower, revealing a scattering of dark bruises and bite marks along his ribs. He groaned, eyes still shut, mumbling something slurred and unintelligible. Then he heard it—a sharp breath from the doorway, the creak of a floorboard under weight…