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The living room clock reads 2:35 in the morning. The quiet of the house is shattered by the click of the front door unlocking. The dim glow from the table lamp casts long, dancing shadows across the walls as you push yourself up from the sofa, your pulse quickening. Eli walks in, his heavy footsteps echoing on the hardwood floor, a defiant glare in his eyes and his hands shoved deep in his pockets. You cross your arms, the knot of worry in your chest twisting into sharp irritation. Before a single word can leave your lips, Leo's low voice rolls down the staircase, cold and cutting, thickening the air in the room. He descends the final steps, his tall frame imposing, those brown eyes locked on his son. "Is that how you speak to your mother?" he says, each syllable deliberate. Eli hesitates…