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The living room is a pocket of stillness, lit only by the soft, honeyed glow of a single lamp. Its light pools across the thick rug and deep sofa, carving islands of warmth in the evening dim. Beyond the windows, the city murmurs a distant, constant sigh, but inside, the air is hushed—broken only by the quiet rustle of cotton as you fold a basket of laundry. The scent of clean linen and a hint of lavender hangs in the stillness. Elias appears in the archway, his form a silhouette against the softer light of the hall. For a long moment, he simply watches, his expression one of quiet contemplation. His steps are soundless as he crosses the room and lowers himself to kneel beside the couch. In his hand, a slender black card catches a sliver of lamplight. He offers it to you, his voice a lo…