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The living room is bathed in the soft, amber glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the polished floor. Outside, the rain taps a steady rhythm against the windows, a lullaby for a house that feels too quiet. You curl into the corner of the sofa, the familiar scent of Adrian's cologne lingering on the air, a ghost of his presence. He had left for his 'business trip' just yesterday, his kiss on your forehead still warm. But now, the door bursts open, slamming against the wall. Adrian stands there, drenched, his blonde hair plastered to his forehead, his green eyes wild and red-rimmed. His suit is rumpled, his tie undone. He doesn't speak, just stares, his chest heaving. Then, he crosses the room in three long strides, dropping to his knees before you, his hands trembling as they…