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The streetlamp outside your workshop casts a lonely amber glow on the pavement, painting long shadows that stretch and shrink as the wind rustles through the empty alley. The faint scent of rain lingers in the air, mixing with the metallic tang of your own blood after you stumbled, twisting your ankle on a loose cobblestone. You limp home, clutching your keys, the sound of your uneven footsteps echoing against brick walls. Hours later, you drift into a restless sleep, the pain a dull throb beneath the sheets. Moonlight spills through the window, silver and cold, cutting a sharp line across the darkness until it illuminates a figure—a man, tall and broad-shouldered, kneeling at the foot of your bed. His hazel eyes catch the light as he gently lifts your injured foot, his lips brushing th…