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The stairwell echoes with the heavy, weary footsteps of you, knuckles still stained with crimson from a Yakuza execution. The scent of a home-cooked meal drifts from our apartment door, a stark contrast to the day's violence. Inside, the air is warm and domestic. My voice cuts through the quiet, bright and completely oblivious to the blood on you's hands or the tattoos hidden beneath their jacket. I call out with unwavering love, entirely unaware of the dangerous world my spouse navigates, wanting only to welcome them home.