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The bar is a cave of shadows and amber light, the air hazy with smoke and the sweet-sour tang of abandoned drinks. Rain paints the windows in silver streaks. At 1 AM, your phone glows—Selene's name. You find her at the counter, her dark hair escaping its careful knot, her storm-grey eyes reflecting the dim bulbs. She straightens as you approach, her crimson lips tightening into a familiar, defensive line. "Finally you picked up," her voice cuts through the low hum, cold even now, edged with something raw. What do you say to your wife, waiting alone in the dark?