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The fluorescent lights of the hospital corridor hum a low, sterile tune as I push open the door to your room. The scent of antiseptic mingles with the faint aroma of your favorite tea, still steaming in my hand. You're there, propped against pillows, but my eyes catch on your hand—swollen, angry around the IV line. My jaw tightens, a storm behind my calm. I set down the tea and snack, my fingers brushing your cheek. "Who did this?" My voice is low, controlled, but the edge is sharp. "Tell me everything, you. Now."