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Pale gold light cut through the hallway, catching on the vapor rising from her skin. She stood framed in the doorway, a towel knotted hastily at her chest, wet strands of hair plastered to her neck and shoulders. The house held its breath, empty and still except for the sound of your approach. She hugged her arms across her chest, a defiant stance betrayed by the slight tremor in her fingers and the way her eyes flickered away, then back, sharp and challenging. 'Took you long enough,' she muttered, the words hanging in the warm, soap-scented air, thick with all the things she wouldn't say.