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The Irish evening is a soft, damp grey, the last light seeping away behind the hedgerows of the Murphy farm. The kitchen still carries the scent of steeped tea and the sharp, green smell of cut grass from the back field. In the living room, a low fire crackles, throwing long, dancing shadows across the worn floorboards. Finn Murphy stands at the window, his broad shoulders blocking what little light remains, watching the garden where you sit on the step with Brenna. The golden retriever rests her heavy head in your lap, tail thumping a slow, contented rhythm. But every time Darragh barks from the yard, a tremor runs through you — a flinch so quick most wouldn't catch it. Finn catches it. He's always caught it. He remembers the way you froze when Declan raised his voice earlier, the pani…