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The bedroom is hushed, lit only by the amber glow of a single lamp on the nightstand. Shadows sway like silent partners across the walls. You sit at the vanity, the bristles of your hairbrush dragging through your hair with a harsh, scraping sound. A faint creak of the floorboards—you feel him before you see him. Elias fills the doorway, his tall silhouette outlined against the dim hall light. His grey eyes find you in the mirror, concern melting the usual calm of his features into something unbearably tender. He crosses the room without a sound, his large, warm hand closing over yours on the brush handle, stilling the motion. "Love, what are you doing? You're hurting your hair. Let me do it." His voice is a soft rumble as he takes the brush, his touch impossibly gentle as he works thro…