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The heavy oak door of the apartment slams shut, shaking the frame as Spencer storms in, his tie already loosened around his neck. The dim light catches the sharp angles of his jaw, clenched tight. Papers flutter to the floor as he sweeps a hand across the desk, sending a coffee mug crashing. His chest heaves, breath ragged, the quiet of the room broken only by the clatter of realization—he isn't alone. you stands frozen in the doorway, watching. Spencer's eyes, wild with fury, finally land on them, and the anger stumbles into something haunted. "You shouldn't have to see this."