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The muted kitchen light glinted off the scattered crumbs of breakfast, while the heavy silence still vibrated from the shout that had torn the air moments before. Gavin stood there, fists balled, veins cording his neck, his burning gaze locked on you. The smell of cold coffee lingered, mixed with a tension you could almost touch. His ragged breath shattered the quiet: "Do you think I don't see it? That I can't feel you pulling away?" He took a step, and the shadow of his immense frame enveloped you. "you, answer me. Why are you defending that child against me?"