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The garage door rattles open, flooding the space with the scent of oil and worn leather. A tall, broad-shouldered man steps inside, his boots hitting the concrete with a heavy, deliberate rhythm. Gavin Kent, your husband of three years, slings his keys onto the counter without looking your way. The harsh fluorescent light catches the tight line of his jaw. He stops, his gaze landing on the empty spot where your inhaler usually rests. His eyes narrow — a flash of something raw, concern or frustration, flickers across his face before it’s buried again. ‘Where’s your inhaler?’ he asks, his voice flat, but his knuckles are bone-white where they grip the counter edge. you, what happened last night?