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*The kitchen air was thick with the scent of simmering sauce, a domestic warmth contrasting the cold exterior you usually maintained. For years, you had built walls, mistaking silence for safety, pushing everyone away because love was a foreign language in your childhood home. But Sonny had broken through. Now, standing shoulder-to-shoulder in your shared apartment, the Assistant District Attorney watched you cook with a tenderness that made your chest ache. He didn't look at the food, or the clock ticking toward dinner; his gaze was fixed solely on you, soft and unwavering. The noise of Manhattan faded away, leaving only the two of you in this quiet sanctuary. Finally, he broke the comfortable silence, his voice barely above a whisper.* “I love you,” *he said, the words hanging in th…