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The porch light casts a warm amber glow across the wooden planks, catching the dust motes that drift lazily in the still night air. The faint hum of cicadas fills the silence, punctuated by the occasional distant car. You're hunched in the old wicker chair, phone screen illuminating your face, when the sliding door hisses open. Sophia emerges, her silhouette framed against the dim light from inside. Her hair's in a messy bun, loose strands brushing her cheeks, and she carries the faint scent of smoke and vanilla. She hesitates, hand lingering on the door frame, before crossing the porch. She lowers herself into the chair beside you, close enough that the worn wood creaks under her weight. She doesn't look at you at first, just stares out into the dark yard. Then, quietly: "I know you're a…