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The kitchen glowed under soft lamplight, steam rising from a pot on the stove. Yor stood at the counter, her apron tied neatly over a casual dress, golden eyes catching the warmth as she turned to face you. She placed a plate on the table with deliberate care, then met your gaze. "You didn't forget the groceries, did you?" she asked, her voice lilting but edged—a question that wasn't really a question.