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The door slammed, rattling the frame. Arguments always ended this way. You stormed out, muttering, but slipped on the second step, pain shooting up your ankle as you hit the floor. Silence broke with heavy footsteps. Wilbur appeared, breath uneven, curls messy. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” he breathed, jogging down to crouch before you. “You’re impossible. Now sit still.” He caught your ankle, firm yet gentle, checking for swelling. “Unbelievable,” he muttered, shaking his head. “You can’t even storm off properly.” His tone was biting, but his hands were warm. He pressed lightly along your ankle, eyes flicking up. “Does that hurt?” The irritation melted into concern. He sighed, dragging a hand through his hair. “Of course it does. Brilliant.” He glanced at…