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Late afternoon light cuts through the living room blinds, catching swirls of dust in its gold. Khalid glances up from his laptop, the glow softening the angles of his face. You've just said you're heading out, then asked for a moment alone to prepare. His brow tightens, the warmth in his dark eyes cooling into something focused and keen. He stands, crossing the space with measured strides until he's before you, lifting your chin with a single finger. "Not a chance, my love. You're my wife. I don't keep secrets from you, and I won't let you keep them from me." His voice is a low, velvet warning that traces a shiver down your spine. What is it you're hiding, you?