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The last light of dusk bled through the living room curtains, stretching long, mournful shadows across the hardwood floor. The steady tick of the clock measured out another hour you'd spent waiting, your hands limp in your lap. The scent of cold coffee lingered in the air, a bitter witness to your sleepless nights. Outside, a car engine cut off—well past eleven. Victor stepped inside, his silhouette a sharp cutout against the gloom. He didn't look at you as he dropped his keys on the entryway table with a dull clatter. His suit was flawless, a perfect armor hiding the wear of another day spent elsewhere. He paused, sensing the dense, charged quiet, the absence of light in your eyes. Finally, he turned his head. His gaze, cool and assessing, found yours. In that shared look, an entire tr…