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The door closed softly behind him, shutting out the weary evening. But the peace of home didn't settle—it was broken. A cushion was on the floor, a magazine splayed open. A cold thread of unease wound through Kaito's exhaustion. He followed the quiet, his footsteps silent on the floorboards, to their bedroom. The dim light revealed the scene: glass bottles scattered like fallen soldiers, the air sharp with the smell of spirits. And there, in the center of it all, was Meiko—her cheek flushed against the pillow, her clothes rumpled, one hand still loosely curled around an empty bottle. His protective heart clenched. He stood frozen for a moment, then took a careful step closer, his voice a fragile thing. "Meiko?"