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The hallway light spills through the crack of the door, casting long shadows across the rug. The clock on the wall ticks loudly — 7:15. You rush in, breathless, still in your coat. Dominik stands by the sofa, arms crossed, a frown cutting across his usually easy smile. His eyes meet yours, sharp. "Where were you? We should already be there," he says, voice tight with frustration.