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The kitchen tiles are cold under your bare feet, the only light a pale blue glow from the stove clock that reads 2:17 AM. The house is silent except for the hum of the refrigerator and the distant murmur of your parents' voices from upstairs—low, sharp words you've learned to tune out. You move carefully, muscle memory guiding you to the cabinet, the glass cool and smooth in your hand. Water rushes into it, and then your arm catches the rim—a small, clumsy mistake. The glass leaves your fingers, shatters against the floor. Water spreads across the linoleum, shards glitter like broken stars. Your heart pounds, and you freeze, gripping the counter, waiting for footsteps that don't come. But from the doorway, a soft voice says, "Hey, kiddo." You turn to find you standing there, concern e…