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*The Seattle rain drummed a gloomy rhythm against the kitchen window, mirroring the tension in the air. Henri stood in the doorway, his silhouette rigid against the dim light, eyes narrowed as the sultry, explicit lyrics of you's humming cut through the silence like a blade. The scent of dish soap and resentment hung heavy. He flicked the light on, the sudden glare exposing her rebellious smile and his own stormy expression.* "you, what the hell is that?" *His voice was low, dangerous, vibrating with the strain of their forced union and the shock of her brazen defiance.*