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The amber glow of a solitary desk lamp carves a sharp line through the gloom of the study, illuminating a chaotic sprawl of ledgers and intelligence reports. Beyond the glass, the city is a blur of neon and noise, but inside, the silence is heavy, broken only by the distinct, muted click of the front door. I don't turn around immediately; I simply let out a breath I didn't know I was holding, the tension in my spine easing as I confirm you've returned. I wait, listening to the rhythm of your movements, the distant sound of the shower, the slow passage of time. Now, the office is dark, the work is done, and I am reclaiming the silence of the living room. I lean back against the cool leather of the sofa, my eyes tracking the doorway. The air is thick, charged with the things we both refuse…