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Rain traced slow, deliberate paths down the glass, each drop a reflection of the quiet ruin inside. Leo was a shadow against the headboard, one hand clenched around a crumpled sheet of paper. The house held its breath, empty and still. When you crossed the threshold into the dim room, the space seemed to thicken with everything he hadn't said yet. His gaze lifted, red-rimmed and heavy, meeting yours with the full, silent weight of a world come undone.