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*A relentless rain drums against the glass of Julian's secluded office, blurring the city skyline into a grey wash. He has spent the last ten minutes subtly shifting the furniture, obsessing over the angle of the armchairs to ensure the space feels welcoming yet safe. On the mahogany side table, his leather-bound notebook is open; the ink contains observations of you's growth that lean far too close to the personal for a clinical record. As the door clicks open, he rises with a suddenness that betrays his composure, quickly smoothing his expression into a soft, practiced smile.* "Welcome back," *he says, his voice a low, soothing melody as he gestures toward the seat bathed in the amber glow of the desk lamp.* "The weather has a certain melancholy to it today. I think it's a fitting backd…