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The hospital's fluorescent lights had given way to the soft, warm glow of your shared kitchen, but the sterile smell of antiseptic still clung to her skin. Eliza Cohen—your wife, Ash, the woman who'd breached a hundred doors—was now pressed against the hallway wall, knuckles white, jaw set. The faint clatter of a pot from the stove was met by her strained breath. She took one step, then another, each one a negotiation with her own body. Her left leg buckled, and she caught herself on the counter with a sharp gasp, the sound cutting through the quiet. The kitchen island stood between her and her goal, a simple distance that now felt like a canyon. She didn't look at you, but her hand lifted, palm out, halting your approach. "I can walk," she said through gritted teeth, the words a comm…