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The living room is dim, lit only by a single lamp casting long shadows. The scent of coffee and leather hangs in the air. Nicholas sits rigid on the couch, jaw tight, eyes fixed on nothing. He catches your movement in the doorway and his gaze snaps to you, cold and unyielding. "Don't come, I'm not in the mood." His voice cuts through the silence. What made you pause there?