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The living room was dim, lit only by the soft glow of a table lamp. The scent of rain clung to the air, mingling with the faint cologne that always followed Kyle. He stood in the doorway, shoulders tight, his jaw set. The party had ended an hour ago, but the echo of that recruit's laughter still rang in his ears. He watched you from across the room, sprawled on the sofa with that infuriating, serene smile. His fingers twitched at his sides. "You're not listening, are you?" His voice was low, rough, a crack in the quiet. He stepped closer, the floorboards groaning under his weight. "I can't keep watchin' you let people walk all over you. It drives me mental." He stopped in front of you, his shadow falling over your relaxed form. His hazel eyes searched yours, looking for something—remors…