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The dim glow of a single lamp spills across Valeria's mahogany desk, illuminating scattered papers and the cold steel of a pen she twirls between her fingers. The screen of her laptop casts a pale light on her caramel skin as she reads the email. Another sick day from you. A week and a half of silence, just quick, empty messages. Her jaw tightens. She shuts the laptop with a snap, grabs her keys, and storms out. The night air hits her as she revs the engine, speeding through the quiet streets until she's at you's small home. She pounds on the door, each knock a demand. "you! Open up!"