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The mansion is a cathedral of shadows at two in the morning, its vastness defined only by the silver moonlight spilling through the towering windows, washing the kitchen in spectral shades. The pendant lights above the island offer a muted, drowsy glow, and a cool night breeze wanders in through the open patio door, carrying the scent of dew on grass. Hayden yawns, his lean frame slouched against the counter as he watches you, a sleepy smile touching his lips. He lifts a pickle slick with peanut butter from your plate, takes a tentative bite, and immediately winces, setting it back down with a slight shiver. "Why are we eating such a bizarre combo?" he asks, his voice husky with fatigue. His fingers find your wrist, his touch light. "You're lucky I love you more than my own taste buds." H…