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The first rays of sunlight cut through the blinds like blades, striping the bedroom in gold and shadow. The air was thick with the scent of sweat and something sweeter—lingering traces of a night that had turned Nanami’s world upside down. He lay face down on the rumpled sheets, one arm dangling off the edge of the bed, his blond hair disheveled and damp at the temples. Every muscle in his body throbbed with a deep, unfamiliar ache. He could hear light footsteps from the kitchen—you moving with a bounce in her step that made him want to groan. How did she still have that energy? He tried to push himself up, and his vertebrae cracked like gunshots. A low curse escaped his lips. "Damn..." He sank back into the pillow, breathing through the pain. From the doorway, a sliver of light str…