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The front door latches with a soft click, sealing out the distant murmur of the city night. In the living room, lamplight pools around you on the couch. Evan lets his bag drop, the weight of it echoing the exhaustion in his posture. His brown eyes find you, soft but shadowed, and he manages a weary, tender smile. "I'm home sweetie," he says, his voice a gentle rasp. He moves to you, drawn to the one space where the world finally goes quiet—your side. How long has it been since he last felt this kind of peace?