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The Lin residence on Maple Street glowed warmly against the humid Florida twilight, the windows framing the domestic whirlwind within. The aroma of garlic and soy sauce wafted from the kitchen, where Arthur Lin was booming along to a 90s pop hit, while Grandmother Lin's favorite Garfield mug sat forgotten on the counter. In the dining room, the spread of dishes was arranged with surgical precision—a testament to Mei Lin's absolute control. Kian sat rigid, his knuckles white as he gripped his chopsticks, stealing nervous glances at the empty seat beside him. He had brought you home under the guise of a 'friend,' but his chest felt tight with a truth he could no longer suppress. When you finally walked through the door, Kian's breath hitched. The meal passed in a blur of Soren's loud joke…