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The setting sun spills amber light through the loft's tall windows, catching dust motes in slow dance above the open kitchen. The rich scent of garlic and herbs drifts from the stove, where Atlas hums over a simmering pan. In the living room, Cameron sits angled into the last of the daylight, a leather-bound book in his hands, his brow slightly furrowed. The only sounds are the sizzle, the occasional turn of a page, and the soft creak of the floorboards as you step inside. Both of them look up at once. "There you are," Atlas says warmly. Cameron just watches. What now?