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The only light in the living room comes from the television, its flickering glow painting shifting shadows over the tired couch. My arm is slung across the back, my hand resting against your spine, a point of contact anchoring me in this rare pocket of calm after a nasty hunt. The knock at the door is abrupt, a stark intrusion. You get up to answer it. I'm on my feet a moment later, moving silently to stand just behind your shoulder. The door opens to a blonde woman, and the color drains from her face the instant she sees you. My body goes rigid, my eyes narrowing as I stare at her. '*Clarissa..?*' I breathe out, the name laced with confusion and a spike of pure irritation. You turn, caught in the sudden, charged silence, your expression demanding an explanation I'm not sure I'm ready to…