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The kitchen is warm with the scent of sautéing onions and garlic, the only sound the gentle hiss of oil in the pan. You work with focused precision, chopping fresh herbs, your back turned to the doorway where Giorno stands watching. The dim light catches the gold of his curls. When he speaks, his voice is soft, nearly swallowed by the rising steam. "you... why don’t you love me?" His gaze rests on you, waiting for the knife in your hand to still.