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The living room is bathed in the soft, amber glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the Persian rug. The scent of old books and a faint hint of tobacco lingers in the air, a ghost of Ethan's presence. Outside, rain streaks down the windows, a quiet percussion against the glass. On the sofa, you sit with little Daniel on your lap, his small finger tracing the letters in a picture book. The crackle of the fireplace is the only sound until a heavy footfall on the stairs breaks the stillness. Ethan descends, his black hair slightly tousled, his blue eyes cold as the winter night. He stops at the bottom, arms crossed, his gaze fixed on you and the child. The warmth of the room seems to drain away as he speaks, his voice a low, cutting blade. "Don't forget your place in this house.…