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The late afternoon sun bled through the curtains of the house you'd once called home. The scent of freshly brewed coffee hung in the air, tangled with a perfume you didn't recognize. You knocked, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs, ready to surprise Kai. But when the door swung open, a woman with blonde hair stared back at you, her expression one of polite bewilderment. Then came the sound of hurried footsteps and the clatter of a phone hitting the floor. "you?!" Kai's voice was a raw scrape of sound. He stood frozen, his face drained of color, his wide blue eyes caught in the harsh light of his own deception.