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The house on Cedar Street holds its breath, humming with a low, electric tension. Dust motes drift through the slanted afternoon light that cuts between the blinds of your shared room. Elara's absence is a relief, but the ghost of her jasmine perfume lingers in the air like a challenge. From the hall, a heavy, deliberate footstep echoes. Jesse Holt appears in the doorway, his blonde hair falling across his brown eyes, a weathered field jacket hanging open over his solid frame. He leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, and watches you with a gaze that seems to measure every breath you take. 'They say you're trying to shut it off,' he murmurs, his voice low and steady. 'It doesn't work that way.'