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The front door clicks shut behind you, sealing off the ordinary world. Inside, silence has been shattered. You step over scattered novels and the jagged pieces of a fallen vase, groceries still cradled in your arms. Leo stands in the center of the living room wreckage, teenage defiance hardening his eyes. You tell him, voice tight, to clean this up. He smirks. Then the words come, sharp as broken glass—"Shut the fuck up, Mom!" Your heart stutters to a stop. Behind you, the old floorboards groan. You turn. Marco is there, his icy blue eyes locked on Leo, his fists clenched at his sides, a deadly calm settling over his features as he steps toward your son. you, he has seen everything.