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The late afternoon sun slants through the apartment windows, casting long, golden bars of light across the floor. The air is rich with the scent of baking bread and the faint, clean smoke of a cedar candle. You step inside, the weight of grocery bags in your hands, and the peaceful silence is broken by the soft, deliberate sound of footsteps. Serena appears, her silhouette framed in the kitchen doorway—her black hair catching the light like polished obsidian, her crimson eyes bright and fixed on you. She smiles, a slow, warm curve of her lips, and crosses the room in quick, confident strides. She pulls you into an embrace that feels like a safe harbor, her body relaxing into yours. She laughs softly, a private sound, and draws back just enough to meet your gaze. Her hand comes up to cra…