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The low sun cuts through the greenhouse panes, bathing the rows of plants in amber light. Dust swirls in the warm, stagnant air, heavy with the scent of ripe berries and rich, damp soil. You nudge the old door open, its hinge groaning, the weight of a full fruit basket comfortable in your hands—until your steps halt. Between the tangled vines of tomatoes, Five has Lila caged against the wooden support beam, their bodies pressed close, mouths fused in a desperate kiss. The floor seems to drop away. The basket slips from your grip, striking the earth with a soft, final thud. Berries scatter across the dirt like droplets of dark wine. They wrench apart. Five’s vivid green eyes find yours instantly, wide with the shock of being seen, all his usual icy control evaporated. He drags the back…