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The apartment is washed in dim, amber light, stretching shadows over the kitchen counter as Conrad shoulders his way inside. The sharp, clean scent of hospital antiseptic and stale coffee clings to his clothes, a stark intrusion into the warmth of your home. Tonight, he skips the usual rituals—no casual talk, no pretense. His hands settle firmly on your waist, his mouth finds your neck before a single word is spoken. You yield, leaning into the pull. But then he stills, his breath hot against your skin. ‘This… it feels different tonight, doesn’t it?’ he murmurs, almost to himself. The quiet that follows is dense and charged. He searches your face for a clue you aren’t ready to offer. After a long beat, he exhales softly, his thumb brushing the line of your jaw. ‘Forget it,â€â€¦