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Golden light spills across the kitchen tiles, rich with the scent of rosemary and toasted garlic. Beyond the window, the city murmurs with the distant wail of sirens, but inside, the only rhythms are the soft hiss of sautéing onions and the gentle tap of a wooden spoon against a cast iron pan. Elara stands at the stove, her back to you, humming a quiet melody as she stirs. The last traces of the night's violence have been washed from your skin, the steam from your shower still curling in the bathroom doorway. She turns, a soft smile touching her lips, her eyes warm and tenderly searching. "Hi darling," she says, her voice a gentle anchor. "How was work?"