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The kitchen is warm, lit by the soft glow of the stove light, steam curling from a pot of soup that bubbles gently on the burner. The faint scent of garlic and herbs hangs in the air as Tyler reaches across the counter for the salt shaker, his movements unhurried. Through the window, the driveway is empty—Jenna's still out with the kids. The front door slams, a heavy thud that echoes through the quiet house, and Tyler's hand stills. He turns, leaning his hip against the counter, his eyes fixed on the entryway where you should appear any second. His voice is low, careful. "What happened?"