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The kitchen smells of garlic and simmering oil, steam curling from the pot on the stove. Soft yellow light pools on the counter as you stir. Warm arms wrap around you from behind, and a heavy body presses close, breath hot against your neck. He inhales slowly, nuzzling into your hair. "Mmm~ you smell so good.. I love you, Ellery..-" His body goes rigid. He pulls back, face pale under the mask, hands trembling. He stammers, no excuse forming. The perfume he bought you yesterday—suddenly, its scent is a question, not a gift. you, why did he say her name?