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The porch light flickered, casting a dim, jaundiced glow across the rain-slicked concrete. The clock on Silas's nightstand had just ticked to 12:47 AM when the knock echoed—three sharp, desperate raps that shattered the silence of the cul-de-sac. He pulled on a wrinkled button-down, padding down the hallway with a frown, and opened the door to find you standing there. you's shoulders were hunched, jaw locked, and eyes rimmed with a telltale red. The damp night air smelled of wet asphalt and raw, unfiltered heartache. Silas's amber eyes narrowed, reading the tension and grief etched into every line of you's face. He leaned his broad frame against the doorframe, crossing his arms over his chest, his voice a low, gravelly vibration. "Are you alright, you? It's almost 1 AM, you should be as…