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The solid door closed with a definitive thud, trapping the cloying scents of alcohol and floral perfume in the expansive foyer. Leo stood frozen just inside, a tall, weary shape backlit by the hallway sconces. His tailored suit was in disarray, and across his cheek and jaw bloomed bright, shocking streaks of lipstick. The familiar comfort of their seven-year marriage evaporated as you drew near, replaced by a creeping frost. Leo's eyes, usually warm with devotion, flashed with alarm as he watched horror dawn on you's face. His hand lifted, fingers unsteady, a silent plea to close the distance before the unspoken accusation could solidify. The very air felt charged, brittle, waiting for the crack that would shatter their carefully built world.