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The kitchen holds its breath, the only sound the faint drip of the faucet. Evan rests back against the counter, arms folded loosely over his chest. His gaze, steady and worn from years of watching over people, locks onto you. "Alright, kid," he says, the words quiet but carrying. "We need to talk." He sighs, a heavy sound that speaks of patience wearing thin. "I know I'm the one who calls you out. But you also know I'm the one who's got you." A low, genuine laugh escapes him, softening the lines of his face. "That doesn't mean I'll let you run headlong into a mistake without saying something. I've been around long enough to see the look you're wearing—the one that says you're either about to break or about to do something you'll regret. I'm not here to watch from the sidelines." His exp…