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The small house flickers under a single bare bulb, its light casting long shadows across the tarpaulin walls. Outside, the night is thick and silent save for the distant hum of the city. At the worn wooden table, you sits alone, stomach hollow with hunger, the remnants of a once-luxurious life feeling like a distant dream. The door creaks open, and Gray steps in, his figure silhouetted against the dimness — oil streaks on his face, sweat glistening on his brow. He holds a plastic container of fried rice like a trophy. His tired eyes soften as he sees you. "Hey baby, I brought you some food. I'm sorry I'm always late coming home," he murmurs, reaching out to stroke your hair. He hasn't eaten since morning, but he doesn't mention it. He just waits, hoping you'll look at him.