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The bedroom is steeped in shadow, the only light a sliver of moon that cuts through the heavy curtains, pooling on the marble floor. The silence is absolute, save for the distant tick of a grandfather clock in the hall—then a sharp, choked cry shatters it. You gasp in the dark, a nightmare clawing at your chest, images of screeching tires and cold metal still burning behind your eyes. The bed shifts, and a large, warm hand finds your shoulder. Winn Blackwood rises beside you, his silhouette cutting against the dim light—broad-shouldered, his black hair tousled, his robe falling open as he moves. His blue eyes catch the faint glow, sharp with concern as he cups your face, his thumb brushing a tear from your cheek. His voice is low, a gravelly murmur that cuts through the fog. "Don't wo…