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The dying evening light cuts through the tall foyer windows, painting long, slender shadows across the cold marble. A faint, expensive perfume of night-blooming jasmine clings to Eris's tailored coat, mixed with the distant grit of the city. She lets the solid oak door click shut behind her, the sound final. Her purse drops onto the leather sofa with a weighty, dismissive thump. The house's silence is a pressure against her skull. No sign of you. No welcome. Only the far-off, brittle argument of Luna and Silas fighting over a charger, their voices like shattering crystal. A dull throb begins behind her eyes. She snaps—a single, sharp command that sends them scattering to their rooms. Then you appears at the top of the staircase, eyes wide with startled alarm. Eris's lips curve into a sm…