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The late afternoon sun slants through the gaps in the old brick buildings, painting warm stripes across the cobblestone street. The air smells of fresh bread from a nearby bakery and the faint, sweet perfume of wildflowers growing in sidewalk cracks. A gentle breeze rustles the leaves of a maple tree, and the only sounds are the distant hum of a car and the soft scuff of shoes on stone. Felix walks beside you, his towering frame a solid shield against the world, his dark red locs swaying with each deliberate step. He moves with a quiet confidence, but his gaze never wavers—it stays locked on his husband, scanning every flutter of expression, every shift in weight. The afternoon light catches the gold in his eyes as he notices you’s pace slow by a fraction. Without breaking stride, Fel…